Lyrics:
the present and I've fallen behind
I grope for your shadow I've long since gone blind, and all that remains is the aftertaste
Was it the Temple of Heaven
and you snap
So, listen close if you want to
Slow the roll
Grow some balls
Store the trolls
Grope her breasts
After you take a toke
Don't get
And though we'll be going down
Down with the light
Between code and crime
Your chains are the soul mates of mine
And then we grope for the righteous sex
In
obey
Don't let your silly dreams lead you astray
You and I we can walk talk tall
Let the losers grope and crawl
We can have our day if we only just obey
to notice how hopeless its recorded
Grope it like a hoarder wrote it
Know this, you love it when he broken
Cook Thugless we bout to blow this, blow this
Gucci
cause of all the dope
A couple years of saying nope
I had to clean my lense I couldn’t pretend I had a better scope
Gotta grasp a greater grope
Visions
A dusky sky
Coaxed and cried
Face stuck to glass
Like remains of a fly
Chose
To grope on the thighs
Of those who deny you
Deny, deny
Deny, deny
Toss
The hate they got in they blood don't show no symptoms
Tote the Winston they ghost before I hit the venue
Grope the pencil and Swiss a nigga my tongue ginzu
Bryan Trill
Trill Gang
Grope Gang
Trak in this bitch huh
Skinnyfromthe9
Yeah
Ay
Yeah yeah yeah yeah look
Moncler jacket check
Gucci on me check
getting high
(But it's alright)
There was two
I had one
I should have smoked the fat one
Leave me the fuck alone
Go grope some other chode
What's going
You don't want him you want me girl, a shy man
Equipped with a rope I turn into a psychopath
Smack your ass, grope, clap, I don't wanna be strapped
I've
a two door coupe and drop it
Im all gas no breaks to stop it
Treat her like a zit just pop it
Donald trump my money grope it
I remember walkin to the cutt
Lamborghini, Cold Nights, Bottega life
Proscuitto trolls, no one could ever know
Tellement pauvre, tu gropes les raisins secs de Job pour essayer de cope
La vie
women wanna grope
The damage done only makes me problem
And just like Drake I started from the bottom
In head space like the streets of Gotham
Took out
hope
Niggas weird like unwanted gropes
You with a harem
Ha what a joke
I got a Igloo in Texas
For dudes believin' lies you tell
It's a cold world in
Red zone, no one’s safe
Thousands lonely people
Each in their own crystal case
We reach out to grab a fragment of reality
We grope in the dark
smoke
All I do is toke and grope
Just kidding I don't touch people
That is just a joke
Fuckin awe shit fuckin awe shit
Look at the flick of da wrist
Had to squeeze it get the polp
On they knees I let em grope
I had to run it for my folks
Baby
You know I earned mine
You flip the work right damn
Our
that dream in my brain
Unfurl my shroud my senses sharpen to grope along the lid of my casket
My voice is the only breeze that blows in this grim
wrote that
Handkerchief made in France told her grope that
This a throwaway might be a throw back
When i blow up I’m killin' the whole map
M O A B I’m
know you wanna flirt
You love liquid soap, I would grope you
While we elope in New Jersey
'Cause that's your favorite state
Call it destiny, some call it
spreading like Moses
And it feel like an ocean
Just like peer pressure, Imma leave that thang the smoking
Swear she bout grope it, she down like she moaping
To the top
I’m jumping off of the top ropes
With a grope
On your throat
Better hope
You don’t choke
I’m body bagging anybody leave em next to they folks
This
of a young drunk man
Trying to grope his way from the back of a burning Sudan
I spent 20 years
Trying to accomplish
What you would destroy
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