Lyrics:
the tones with his headphones blasting
Having new daydreams, we fulfilled the ones of last year
Pinching pennies hoping the pressure creates diamonds
'Cause
you wake, I'll be by your side with breakfast in bed
Big heart na I carry for my chest But if nor you show me love
I go use wetin dey my head
I know my
Free Boosie, Free B.G. you know that's anyway
I'm a Don ho, your house the size of my condo
I just rap shit for the fun ho
Last of a dying breed
a fuck bout the past
Stuck on page one I skipped to the last
So many options not goin back
Don't need toxins all in my head
When we just cooking making our
The earth is drowning in a hole
Too blind too see, that we are dying along with it
Got to work, get paid, get laid
Don't care what you have to say
Just
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
baseball, I can't wait till Drake calls
Two-tone, five-five-six, shit'll take your face off
I remember back when I sampled that one song by Nate Dogg
Opps
kind of a guy, and that's not me
What the hell is going on?
They're sneaky dirty rats
I'm really not a bad person by the way
The American Dream is dead
the process of our making
She lost track of dying king
Whose seed took root in history
The one she missed
Is growing up to be
Her last kiss, goodbye
Washed
and a big ol crib
There's nothing that she wouldn't give
Now it's looking like she's dying to live
She may never want to leave if I
Really introduce her
The self-determined
Now a dying breed
We’re Fighting back with sonic booms
With steady blows to the head
Life is a battlefield
We’re at constant war
On the ground
my dying breed live homes
And put it in a song and let the beat go on
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life
my seed and let my dying breed live homes
And put it in a song and let the beat go on
Porsha (O'Dell):
And the tank goes on (Tank goes
and jeans when I say I'm as hem as a I seam
Last of a dying breed
We play the same game with just in different leagues
You a wave, I'm not shore, we
have beef
Only thing that I worry 'bout is a check
I just got some demon head
But her name was "Angel"
Last of a dying breed, boy, I came endangered
How
hard
actually darg
mind how u chat to the boss
chat to me
tell a nigga get back to me darg
if its that then its that no mask
im the last of a dying breed
you in back of the vee
Words from the barrel of a gunner never pass by a runner
Oh it's yours now
I thought it was yours last Summer
Your moment
to mention
We the last of a dying breed Tryna heal a past full of pain will make you bleed
Sow the seed for a new world Raise it up like changing a woman from
breeds chaos
Pardon me for my absence
Went missing for twelve years
Y'all finally know what happened
Decisions reeking of innocence decaying now
Born in
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
I found the phone
I must've missed your message
You got it wrong, It wasn't what your friend said.
Tell by your tone, I've taken it too far again.
Fewer few we was chosen by few
Few that chose us chose us last
Pain old and the money new
Been coming last ain't none new
Fewer few we was chosen
Pave the way for a new class
Few, far, and in between
make this ol' dyin' breed last
Flora Bama, orange beach right next to Perdido key
Mullet toss
poppin'
I could tell just by the shoes you like shopping
Never stick to one thing you like options
Yeah I know you like to switch it up
Switch it up
Big
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