Lyrics:
took
Now big baller, big fish in the mud
I been somber, been trippin', been took
I been wrong, in a sense I been smug
I been talking my shit in the hood
M&M's
Got them chocolate drop eyes
Every time she walking by me she be dropping my eyes
Down low down low, she drop it low
Yeah she Glowy like my final
a Maserati Brody up in shotty
Got a shotty tryna catch a body brother wetted up by two boys
In a blue Bugatti nose is snotty
Head hot, hot tamale his feet is
through
Got my bruddas it don't matter what we been through
Isolate myself won't talk unless it's on the phone huh
Did it once by force
But this time it's
oh
Where you dey mama mi oh?
Life go comport you oh
I’m beating my head now!
Feelings array now
Cutting my hair
Try relocate now
Getting my senses back
pouring down my head
Talking by the rivers end
The words are in a present sense
They crash down in innocence
Your hands are cold as stones
In the rain they
banking on your little statements
And wage with your wages
And hope that it makes sense
The voice in your head it needs a little cadence
I shame the sun
pink
But I don't get a chance cos she gives me a wink
So travel to hers in an illegal cab
Plus I know she's a student her house is drab
In my head I'm
Locked inside your head
Do you realize the things you said never made sense?
We can sit here and laugh
But we don't know the half of it, in your
[P.R. Terrorist]
Apocalypse at my finter tips
Sense ya tight grip exit a clip
Fill with engraved initials of lyrical nondescripts
On my hitlist, terrorist
Cycles of blood shed
Just for some street cred
Killing your people is not gone bring in more bread
Heard you was talking then we sent shots at your
kid I need my cake
They still sending search warrants
Like I ain't beat that case
Bitch I be all on niggas heads like beats by Dre
Took a nigga work
Sometimes I find it hard to leave my bed
Between the constant voices in my head
cnd all the tears a nigga shed
Life don't feel the same it's dead
Yuh
Bitches on my trail
They stay wishin imma fail
But guess what
I got dinero to afford my own bail
Yall be talking all that shit
But can't back it
was bitten, consumed through a nipple
I'm talking about when times were simple
To make a long story short it goes
Port-au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
was bitten, consumed through a nipple
I'm talking about when times were simple
To make a long story short it goes
Port-au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
you silly....lol...Awesome...Praise Yah
A true Queen measures herself on how she acts and not by her skin complexion.. just my opinion..even though
the seeds have been sown
I am not tied down by form
Limitless in every sense of the word
Come from a place where lies have been born
I feel not guilt and I
folks
They only come around when they want a motherfucking vote
And ain't no sense in you going to city hall catching fevers
You stand
side towards the truth
So panic in fright when handing me mics, wars insue
From the mic lord ya family likes more than you
Your head'll flinch when I
And they ain't even know I was listening, silly fucks
"Papoose be stunting; yo, son, tear his kidneys up
And clap him on the top of his head, that's if he
was bitten, consumed through a nipple
I'm talking about when times were simple
To make a long story short it goes
Port-au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
It was a wet and slishy-slushy winter day
When the strangers came to stay
A man in black from head to toe with a lady by his side
I knew she was
Helplessly held by the weeds, we are grown,
I tried talking sense to you, leave it alone;
I give in to the weight of the kick,
So weary of waiting
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