Lyrics:
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
here now, celebrate it[00:41.05]I'll stand on my own[00:43.08]I'll stand on my own[00:45.21]I'll stand on my own without you[00:49.37]I'll stand on my
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
shadow work to bring the lightness
raised by the borough how you questionin our guidance
tight grips on push bikes pedallin the night strip
rappin
die, genocide the cause
Expect a blood bath, the aftermath is y'alls
I told you, last album, we need help 'cause we dyin'
Give us a chance, help us
intellectual
Without you I'm unsuccessful
God bless you
What makes you think I left you or why I'd ever be tempted to?
Ever since my third album I've been
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
cultures to find identity
Creating divide bigger than ed’s album three
White men hold the power like a clan
I don’t think you got the facilities for that
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
o'clock if you don't come by
By nine o'clock baby I die
Moon faced, starry eyed
Cooking with gas when I'm by your side
I swear my hearts no where without
sell your soul
The devil hit you wit a tax
Wanna step into ya life
But you can never die
Die for this fame
Die for this money
Die for the game
Die for
tailor-made
Til you screams in rage
I mean uhhhhhm breaking out the damn cage
Hannibal Lector, my ugh American psycho
An iller version of like yo
The thriller
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
we're all gonna die
You in the back there, you're gonna die
Throw your hands up in the
Front ‘cause you're gonna die
Everybody outside walking by's gonna
addictive but can't live without it
At times you shout it 'The Wu, they be about it'
A strong following with the die-hard supportedly
The loyalty came from
die genocide the cause
Expect a blood bath
The aftermath is y'alls
I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying
Give us a chance, help us
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
version,
You broke your cursor,
But I should know that mind is not a hostel,
They thought that I'm awful
What a waffle
Sometimes I think I was born fool
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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