Lyrics:
get it twisted
A got God by my side
He ain't ever left me at my lowest or at my dark time
I write my best music at night
Before the sun rises
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Gonzalez Erick , Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
Said you done lived that life,
(Hey)
Tell me
the only drink to buy
Really, it's fine, simply divine
It's recommended by William J bryan
Eve'rybody's drinking grape juice
Ever since the town went dry
my bed by my side
Oh I'm too inside babe
Remember those nights
You screaming I'm making it clap
Baby no violence
You scratching my back tryna hold me
more friends of mine
Two more friends that died, I miss 'em--they died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people
when the first time we got back together, talked all night
I said, "I'd like to do right by you, if that's all right"
On tour, missin' you, textin' you
Overcome by nightmares- adulthood scares
Of dying in my sleep before the 21st year
1st mistake- took they pain- made it my own
Sittin' on a throne- crown
pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
Now, you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen
everybody's attention
She put my hands on her body
And then she whispered in my ear
This is the best night of my life
And I wish this between you and I
Could
those that do will fight.
Right to the end they're guitar friends from legendary Saturday Nights.
I learned something from Lynyrd Skynyrd, from my Daddy
the way you're lookin' at me
It's lookin' like it's gonna be one of those
Crazy nights
One of those going out of our mind times
You always make it
away, but I couldn't get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail
Straight
to get away, but I couldn't get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail
In the Scottish slums of Edinburgh lived a horrid pair
Two Irish immigrants named William Burke and William Hare
They ran a squalid boarding house
but those that do will fight.
Right to the end I got some guitar friends from legendary Saturday Nights.
I learned something from Lynyrd Skynyrd sugar,
than them
You can't have no Mr. Childs eating Panda Express
I'm burning sage in the studio 'fore I let niggas near
I leave my weapon by the speakers
things you say out of nowhere
I'm taken back by you
It's all those places that you've shown me
I'm taken back by you, taken back by you
This is
You smell that
Fresh out the oven
I be gettin' it by the loaf
I be gettin' it by the bun
I be gettin' it by the slice
I be gettin' it by the crumb
I
the way you're lookin' at me
It's lookin' like it's gonna be one of those
Crazy nights
One of those going out of our mind times
You always make it
developed a transistor also ended lives
By just a tap of a button I'm talking atomic bombs
These are problem age, that shit is moral!
What a dilemma, there's
Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us
Got gram for nigga on white, and we keep siph' for niggas who poured up
Many a nights I felt alone
And I was zoning by myself
Many a nights I felt
That I could find
No help from no one else
Many a times while I was
ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter
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