Lyrics:
Little bird come sit upon my window sill
Sat there through the falling rain
I watched that little bird upon my window sill
Saw my thoughts of you go
up
This is us we never
Switched it up
This ain't no pick me up
Or no come back
On my son black
Really this the king applying
Pressure on you thumb
forgot what he's coming for
Won't take my advice
Go ahead and live while you're alive
Everybody's waiting
For someone to come home
I'll be waiting by
damn
Roll out, with the windows down
Sunset
By the beach
With my ten toes down
Like damn
Real talk
Watch the sun go down
Watch the freaks come up
As I
nigga live like kamikaze, might die to get you murked
Check out my pants, check out my shirt
What's tucked up in come with a burst
If they up in, we
from a tap
Degradation in my neighborhood
celebrate the current state of hate between the acres, separated by the paper
Goods, water, food, schools
poverty was real
We got excited just to window shop
I was you before you nigga
Back when Nintendo drop bare knuckle brawls
My daddy was beatin' niggas
Up
it
With all of this indo
One day I'll be famous
But my lives suspenseful
So I'll have to sit here
Staring out these windows
With rain on my window
My
chicken
A bu-a-bucket full of acid by the do'
Just in case I gotta throw away my yole
Bars around the house, bars around the window
Dope around
needs to go round
Tap in it
Table turning
Everybody should learn this
Me watch through my window
The world is kinda low
People live inna sorrow
You see
When my seat rise I be real low
We gon' go far, we gon' go far
Yeah, yeah yeah
I get you high as your window seat (yeah)
I feel your vibe, feel
love
My lifestyle, in turned by my left style
The best style, since that nigga from Bed-Stuy
Watch me walk in that crowd, flezuz christ in a flinch
Murder, crime when I look out my window
Strategize when I look out my window
Sex, money when I look out my window
It get to me gotta cope with
dead bitch
You bust up my Chevy and missed now who you playin' with
Its time to face death
Last smoke, last dash you last jump
I'ma let you live
It's that man again
Some people have heard of him as a hustler
Hell, hope live, really
Street life killed my daddy
Got my momma pregnant in the back
come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything
me the plane and I'm ready to board
Make a nigga leave you, Melissa Ford, hmm
(Come here) meanwhile
I live the life of a pornstar
Squirt on his face
why you're feeling so complacent.
i just been trying to be patient.
And the world, goes by, in a flash.
When you live like this.
And you know, that
bust back
Unless I need, this world is greed, I lead by example with ample
Education, my lyricism is here to imprison your vision
The fallacy society
And if you come on in
You're gonna get much more
There's my chair
I put it there
Everything you see
Is with love and care
It's my house and I live here
(I
the wind move through the corn
And in this room, love was born
Love lives here, bless this bed
Over to the window and rest my head
Love lives here,
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
niggas dick
Suckin' when I go live (Get the fuck on)
Bitch, when my niggas slide on you
Better go hide (Here they come)
I'm mad as fuck I can't
Perform up
Sitting on the side. Waiting for a sign. Hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live
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