Lyrics:
is out of luck
Who the boy gon be when he is growing up
Yeah you know the man but boy there ain't no trust
I seen you switch up on some better days
I'm
frigid frail leaders fall to hesitation
Cause you may find out that you've been missing out
And you may give up if you're not growing up
Don't try to tell
growing back
Life makes you rethink everything you know as fact
Sometimes it's after the credits just like a bonus track
Charismatic enigma
Trying
for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra
Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I
can get you killed right after they finish up a handball game
Out here close friends'll murk you
It don't mean somebody in your corner just 'cause he
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plan
For the young get up and go out motivators
See the new soldiers smolder different
From that antiquated taste of stately hatred""
Well I came from
With towering oaks growing all around
One sweet boy opened his heavy eyes
His creased boots and jeans lacking one loop
Sat still in the smoky moon
ain't got a lot to keep me up at night
My boys hearing voices, feels he's lost the fight
Tell him keep his head up buts it's like he lost the light
Mommas
If Young Metro don't trust you I'mma shoot you
Last night took an L, but tonight I bounce back
Wake up every morning, by the night, I count
rookies
Shook and afraid
Belittled to bait
With little to debate
Washing my hands
I'm finished with the case
I'm the type to
Walk up out of the mud
You
hounded out by
Everyone! Met with hatred
Everywhere! No kind word from
Anyone! No compassion
Anywhere!
Christine, Christine why, why?
(RAOUL and GIRY
I'm potent as propane
growing like Rogaine
you notice the boy paid
Sit back in the shade sipping Tanqueray
I aim to reign
putting wack lames to shame
Oh no I hope I don't fall
I'm cold, I make em shiver
You a bitch, cry me a river
Acid Tab, I took me a sliver
I ate the beat up like a skittle
Threw
trash
If you never get a handle on yourself and your wealth
You might end up in the same spot that dad was at, I'm saying
Sure people, they fall out
on Cassidy and
A scuffle breaks out between
The entourages and delays the battle
For just over five minutes
You get ya jammed up, I got my blue bands up
I'll
don't tend to save
I rather use my powers to wild out and misbehave
Can't give you niggas nothing that's what my momma say
But she don't understand
out like diarrhea
Psycho on my line, I'ma pick him up, he in Liberia
Wiz he just whipped up a brick, he ain't put no noodles in it
Told him I just
to cap on you,
I wouldn't even sweat it cause you'll be through
Lookin so far up, you might fall down
Gettin clowned by the hound from east Oaktown
him down I shoot him make his bone flip
All that shit you talking pussy boy you acting bold and
Imma knock him out and take his chain I got that bonus
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
climbing up the charts
You can pick up a piece of the latest release with ease
So easy
You pass out credits and pretend to run the show
I'd like to think
Yeah
Unh
You know
Things change
People change
You fall in and out of love
It's a roller coaster baby
Yeah, unh, unh
Hehe, I got it
Hate that we
to fi me
out to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the homeless
no disresepct intended, but it's a fucked up world we live in
[MS]
My lust for hip
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