Lyrics:
All the good times so much happened when we little
All the crazy moments when we attended Campbell middle
"Hold On bruh i still cry about you to this
Bitch I be ballin like and one
I'm sorry your bitch thinks I'm handsome
I'll hold that lil bitch ransom
Niggas be hatin I'm like damn son
Bitch you
to an end
Born in a hole, and down I fell
Until I had your hand to hold and
Lips to bid this gruesome pain farewell
Had made one too many enemies
That
you even in the silence
Pulled by his hands, holding you from escaping from his violence
You want to run, but the fear renders your legs completely
Pitchin' wolf tickets, bet we pay yo ass in chin checks
Hustle till the well is dry, that mean it ain't a cent left
Yes what I reply when they askin' me if
Stumble young man
When you walk
Saw a garden bed
Gonna lie down
I'm lying now
If i dont speak
The words came to me
Sunflowers reach for the sky
follow you, as you show me
The value of natural wisdom
Displaying skill in discernment
And keen analysis
Compassion; compromise
I understand that
It's something like magic
The way I put together these lines
The streets gon feel me
Not a day I let go by
I gotta
Turn the music up
Feel the bass from
of bad addiction by my side
Lost in contemplation
I want to grow a garden over the seas
I need to learn how to deal with your dreams
I want to burn down
the profit
My heart ain't on my sleeve
Lil bitch it's in my pocket
Hold up let me
Roll up, cookies is the odor
I pull up on you highed up
Hotboxing the Rover
the fucking ground posted like a garden gnome
Anything can really happen Nigga so you need some chrome
First time there you gotta roam weave through bullshit
told you
How to grow
But it pains me
To see you
Failing
It's all on hold
Ohhhhhh
(Dear brother)
Ohhhhhh
Under the pressure
Your lessons
Make a mark
the street
You could feel the heat
Let me tell you friend
They could hardly wait
To mark your sheet
It was maximum joy
For the men they employed
To hold you
As the gears rotate to supplies of oil based
Mechanisms operated by cries of spoiled tastes
In a world that's unknown to values among face
Lives
Yeah
I hit the ground running but crumble to pieces
I think I found my freedom but I still need Jesus
The garden of Eden is where man found his
Isn’t yours to hold
Meaning is not found
It is created.
From where it all started soon,
It will end
A closing passage
A ghostly hymn
Chanted by
good for me
No flowers for my love oh but I’ll give you my time
And a place in my garden babe for the rest of your life
She’s no flower
But there’s
mucus out form your fuckin noseTake a doggy pose get a garden hose in your ass to close your auto tuned rap freaking verseYou even dont know what
sat at the table
Hovered over our garden
To start in the quiet
By an ashtray again
I was sick in my corner
When the Fall crawled in
Got up in
Blood runs thicker than water
So I think I'll leave the city
I'll cross a river, I'll swim a sea
To get back where my heart calls to me
Love runs
is making me ill
I can't tell if this is real
I'm so far away
While you're right here
I seek the freedom
Which they hold so dear
I don't know what
March through the scenes
Guide by the wolves
Mean mugging ass catcher
Record sharing tune into this MC
Spike Lee only cheer for my team
Gardens herbs
I hate the way you deal with things
Can't hold your hand without a ring
Pages turn while they're burning
Can't remember how you looked at me
Sitting
need your mercy
From the evils, I am embody
Cause they get me acting naughty
I be tripping like am off key
I know you got patience to hold down the line
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