Lyrics:
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
man's if it ain't you
Cuz way too many Queens
Rocking shades
Cuz they eyes black and blue
Way too many dudes putting hands on a broad
That make you
or do I really see heaven in your eyes
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky
How I worry bout you
Just can't live my life
insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky, how I worry bout you
Just can't live my
or do I really see heaven in your eyes
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky
How I worry bout you
Just can't live my life
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky, how I worry bout you
Just can't live my
people want to fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues
There's good news
insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky, how I worry 'bout you
Just can't live my
Gettin' freaky in the club
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so
Damn ya bitch she eyeing me
She said I got the juice
Put down the guns
Let's get it with the twos
Fuck it this a quick draw
I ain't going playing by
This the story of a project baby
Yung nigga with a glock no safety
Full house by the bunch no Brady
Mashed potatoes boy my life wasn’t gravy
Yea they
watchin' Kanye interview, feel like I wanna cry
For every innocent brother charged with a homicide
Went from battle raps to now we wearin' M.A.G.A. hats
a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red
Does Ira Glass still do this American life
She listens to NPR
We were both listening to it when an interview with The Temptations was playing, that
can't redefine all the choices that I made
Maybe I'm getting consumed by the shit I can't evade
The room is painted blue, I'm feelin' the same
I skipped
go back and just make it new
She pulled out my heart and it's tiffany blue
Blue racks in my pocket a lot of em too
I know you just wanna get rich with
niggas Crip
And we giving niggas the blues
We buying they hoes bags
Getting they bitches shoes
You wondering why she ain't
Fucking, we winning, nigga you
(Get freaky)
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way shes windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so freaky
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90's into 2 thou'
There's no reason to have a friend or two
Woah wait
Why do these niggas just lie lie lie lie
Woah wait
I do what I can get by by by by
Woah wait
I want more so i aim for the sky sky sky sky
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