Lyrics:
On a big old pair of wings
Now if I had a pair of wings
I'd pick you up and fly you far away from here
And I could stay right by your side and keep you
the lords Favor. Blessed beyond measure
(what that is) A good thing
Sold By Nette. (Hello?) I'm tryna get sold By Nette (Man this rent high af)
Sold By Nette.
offa one tune
Making a legacy day by by day gotta put that same energy into booth
Sponsor the block with some things ok that's calm cuz you know we put
Kickflips and nip slips
Watching porno as an infant
Fucked up my childhood
Don’t worry dad
My life’s good
It’s me, mom, and Z
We our own family tree
How you
thinking
You've been looking for a man who's got that family
Got them friends and got that damn heat
Got that old school kinda flow
Well I could pull up
the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my
what the fuck?
When I cross the street, man I tryna look both ways
Just like my parents taught me in the old days
Took one step and I got hit by
It's a massive cliche
To reminisce
On the good old days
But we're gonna do it anyway
Sometimes it feels poetic
Sometimes it feels prosthetic
on somebody's snuggie
Luckily we got away by paying David with Kentucky Fried
Chicken, lickin' good! Mixin' liquor with the wood
Getting sicker then we should
bit track your groupies old
Hiss and told
Snakes just like your grass will grow
I cut em loose like extension cords
Lets wrap it up
I'm not good with
The fuck is that I need to wash my lips
Girl you're nasty as hell you're no longer my wish
Like the old me you won't be ever miss
I catch you by surprise
day
It's a new dawn, it's a new day
It's a new life for me
It's a new dawn, it's a new day
And I'm feeling, so good, so
The fish in the sea
You
to make it better
But a nigga ain't God and I can't control the weather
Whatever it may be rain sleet or snow
Whether a nigga gotta rob a spit bars at Jay Z
And I'm dressing every day like I'm going to do a performance
Only a broke nigga say it don't feel good to get money
Caught this little bitch, she spent 10K
treasure, memories made together
The good old days
Sparklin diamond ring, A laughin baby on a swing
All goes by in a haze
But more than anything
I'm still
thugs in the same old swervas
Sometimes I was afraid to walk through the hood
I know we say it but ain't all good I'm keeping it real
My daddy came home
spirit free
Began livin' in respectability
But his old ways of thinkin' wouldn't die
Could not forget the old creed he lived by
And the good and bad
hold til better off drifts by
Reasons only good enough on the wrong day
Tripping into old ways
Keeping em for always
Who took the fall?
I can't recall,
Something about you a nigga can't explain
I know what love is and love sometimes a dangerous game
Fuck all them old ways, them the old days girl I'm
I don't need that
Got a mean stash
I just changed zip codes for the weekend
I am sick get a whiff need a z pack
Got me dripping like I'm tripping
deadlines
Gonna kick back by the speaker stack
With the base kicks and the baseline
In all good faith and a smiling face
I'll be dancing my friends
As if life
most people are good
I believe that days go slow and years go fast
And every breath's a gift, the first one to the last
I believe most people are
day
Get paid my way
I couldn't care what a old dog say
As you can see a lot of whole things change
But inbetween it all I still kept my faith
Let me
Ride or Die [Prod. by Jack Union]
(Chorus)
You my ride or die
Anything you want you got,
You know u a vibe
You make me feel a way inside, I’m
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