Lyrics:
on the couch hitting the chalice
Checking my texts and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a callus
I stood up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my watch
Where the,
bent
Even the rose grows from the pavement
Tell 'em, Tone (The rage of Angels)
[Verse 2 - Crypt The Warchild]
Y'all don't know what it's like bein'
the moments on you, though I was in the wrong
You checked my phone and I checked you 'bout it
We never talked it over, instead we sexed 'bout it
I said, "I'm
finish but spun nothing back
They the man in they city
And they got all the lil bittys well we checked the factz
They got a drum and it can hold 50
But we
i toke
Yah
No No its not my fault how much you own
I'm just taking this throne im in my zone
Just checked the news i'm on my own
Yeah
Yeah
I'm just
Is this how it's supposed to end? A desolate tone, a beaten sigh. Was this the way things Had to go? Spoiled union, worthless plans. Fallen down,
the la tone
Nigga we shooting at ya aye
We need like 30 trucks nigga
We need like 30 jets nigga
We need like 30 bitches to be dropping they ass when I'm
trying Emotionally I'm checked out, you still hold my hand
With dreams for the future we try this again
Kash don't be stupid, you know how this ends
But my
cash-app
Go say real shit not this half ass
Why ya always check my phone?
I don't even need a release
You should check your tone
Why ya always check my
baby I'm tone setting
Never wanna pledge but u always get to stepping
I just need loyalty I don't gotta question
They don't bust guns but they always
or you get an asshole
Talk to down to grandma, get checked with a sandal
I checked and you can’t get a check with a sample
This music is chess so I dress
a message at the tone and I
Said I wish the perkys ain't make you overdose
I think about it then I choke
Checked the other day still got yo number in my
nothing to me
Bro
You think you got dough
Last time I checked u were taking a loan
Bitch
Just lower your tone
When talking to me
Or you'll end up alone
I jus checked my phone[00:29.58]When you coming home[00:31.39]You should watch ya tone[00:32.85]I ain't do nothing wrong[00:34.89]Can you ring my
You checked out now there's a vacancy
In this bed to the left of what's left of me
So I cocoon myself just to hide away
In hopes I'd someday go
to carry mess
This long, peep my rap song
[Chorus: x4]
Missed your chance, so why you chasing this
(Yeah, you should have checked for me)
Yo, sugar,
real hard all day and night
I get to it and do it cause I want it right
I got bass, (tone), I use, (y'know)
And then I rock (the funky) rhyme (on)
I walk in the street with that burner it start get to clappin’ I’m taking up bodies and shit
I got this two tone on my wrist getting so much money I
I got Movados or Rollies Pateks
I got Avianne vvs on my neck
With all the Cuban link that’s all up on my chest
I got these two tones only rocking
It's like everyday I pop out with that shit on
I chose a Cartier I don't want no fucking two tone
Balenciaga model told me PUSSY BUILDS STRONG BONES
way to get checks
So give me respect when I get wreck
Or get your motherfuckin' chin checked
Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland
Hoping I can
left a message at the hotel
They said you checked out
They said you ain't coming back
I tried to call you but you turned off your cell
And it said
a message at the hotel
They said you checked out
They said you ain't coming back
I tried to call you
But you turned off your cell
And it said at the tone
Look, last time I checked I was way too paid (yeah)
The food that we eating is, of course, gourmet (yeah)
I used to sip Jarritos every goddamn day
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