Lyrics:
I've got the scrapes, the cuts and bruises
I know the mistakes that it takes
You're a fool if you choose this
With some distance memories get a bit
a tour with it, bake the raw
Where the beats so savage
That it's knuckles gon' scrape the floor
Make a call, all the rocket ships taking off
Jah, Wu, gun
on my back - been there for some time
He says he knows me very well, but he's no friend of mine
I am not a humble pilgrim
There's no need to scrape
la
Tra la la la la
Push short days aside awhile
Let the and dance around the fire
Forget about the dead skin we meant to scrape
Let the dance around
and scrape
You just stay down, stay real, stay true
I'm not tryna pressure you I just love trappin' with you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I
I'm gonna shine up my boots
I'm gonna go into town
I'm gonna scrape up twenty dollars
I'm gonna throw it around
I'm gonna buy me a dance
First
room for me and her in the two seater (scrape)
Slow it down, drop a four in a two liter
The drank man, got the pints in
We at O-H and they let us
Who's that creepin' in my rearview? Niggas better duck round me
'Cause I got drama
Chevy with the scrape doors open
Low ridin' on these west side
Sonny Digital i’m at the top, sky scrape
Balmains and i8’s
I’m at the top, bitch, sky scrape
Bitch, I got weed, I got drank
I got money, I got
on my back, been there for some time
He says he knows me very well but he's no friend of mine
I am not a humble pilgrim
There's no need to scrape
(Thats what she wants to do)
A bounce, scrape, hit the floor, let me see your body rock
(Thats what she wants to do)
I wanna fuck you tonight baby let me
me just the same
And if you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain
It's a shame when morning hurts
I've seen bad and I've
I cooked the work in the microwave
Couldn't scrape up no pots
I jump from the porch to the game
Straight to the top
All my niggahz got guap
All
night
With your emerald eyes
And your anarchy smile
Your the kind of girl that'll drive me wild
The way you look at me
It's the scrapes on your
and stride, scrape the lines 'til I'm croaking
Bag full of powder, thoughts unfocused
Losing all my pride, pray to God they don't notice
Pain in my eyes, when
way
Higher than a
Scrape
I scritch scrapes
Scholastic ladder
Exclaimed
I get Lang
Which meaning I don't
Sway
I slid away
But lately I've been
Hey it's
Heart stay cold but the glock stay hot
You not me lame, you is not
You say my name you get shot
You say my name you get shot
Youngin love to scrape
Hookah shop man gave you something to blow ya
I'll be surprised if it lasts you a week
Scrape off the hangover get done up for photographs
And meet
offer a deal
Got to crawl before you walk
Rules to the game dont get caught
Jit you a toddler should of stayed in the crib
Ughhhhhhh
Residue i scrape it
to scrape up the next dime
(Damn)
They say that everything takes time
(It do)
In The same breath I cant waste time (I cant)
All on ya neck n waistline
(Come
The difficulty in progress
Is the taste of failure
Laced in embarrassment
Scrape the edges
And poke your head in
Look for anything
To Twist and spit
swept out
By a rude Atlantic wind
Not a trace of where he used to stand
And the scrapes are evident on the face of every man
Nash County looked like
Da plug super late i need me a 8th
Tryna get it for 20 cause I need a play
Scrape food off da plate dem junkies don’t play
Beat on yo front door
you ready for some extraord sex
Please me please scrape your damn knees
Keep pulling I shot the bullet all on your neck, extraord sex
You ain't know I
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