Lyrics:
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
be playa, gotta be a star
Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre
We gone do it right, get a room
Later, ain't no hater
Can't fade her, hit
be playa, gotta be a star
Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre
We gone do it right, get a room
Later, ain't no hater
Can't fade her, hit
some veggies told my girl it’s ready
Pacman popping pills go wap wap just like fetti
Celebrating life by eating right I don’t need no confetti
They don’t
stoppin
I been going cause you know is my time
Is you with me, is you down to ride
I just need to know is you by my side
I been out here, I been on my own
Walt
That's that boy Walter, I done had a daughter
Rocked up a quarter, threw on my damn Starter
It done got cold, money done unfold
Let me come down
the days, when I sat on her knee.
You are a wonderful mother,
Dear old Mother of mine.
You'll hold a spot down deep in my heart,
'Till the stars no longer
bitch
Can't let that hoe ride with me on the switch
Gotta be playa, gotta be a star
Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre
We gone do it right, get
the sky
Admitted we were suicidal, tear my heart and cry
Gimme seven seconds 'cause I need to feel alive
Are you home tonight?
Drive out, let's watch
to Lacey I’m low key
Twin ask where I Be I just tell em OT
On the digi scale weigh it by the OZ
Quarter in the well let my niggaz be free
Let my daughter be
Or more like the stars (or more like the stars)
That twinkle at night (that twinkle at night)
You are the moon (you are the moon)
That glows in my heart
on instances where pigeons shit on statues clearance value
The here and now pokes through the presence of a timeless essence
Etched in stone my heart is beating
Uh yeah
Uh yeah
Uh yeah
I’m gonna do what I want
Driving around in my car
I’m gonna light up a blunt
I’m getting high as the stars
I’m in the back
pipe
And Im feelin down but im alright
So Ill pick it up and go all night
If I spit these bars how long would they last
When im tested by my foes will I
No five star
We on a hundred
Too much drank
Not enough buckets
Fuck it, guess we got to chug it
This therapy don't fit my budget
Legs feeling funny I
Ear Drummers
They think this woman beside me
'Cause the way I wear my tees and my dreams, ayy
(Where do you wanna take me?)
Little do they know
i'm frosty"
I spit that to that bitch C Mona, mona
Next hour in my bed like a prosty
You got a heart in this game
Buh i'm the owner, owner
Swing that
I been Breaking Bad with the mic
All my lines are off Walter's White
Never cracked as to solving why
I get people bricked bringing hype
Them suckers
my love unspoken
Somewhere in my broken heart
I hope that in time you will find
what you long for
Love that's written in the stars
And when you
Long days longer nights taking aim it's all precise
Except it ain't a gun you got it's words that fill my heart with ice
Why you gotta do that? My
Take my heart away
Take my heart away
Take my heart away
Take my heart away
Take my heart away
Take my heart away
Take my heart away
You take my
Original music and lyrics by George William Cooke
Lyrics adapted by Walter Kin
I have the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart, (where?)
Down in my
range, target practice
With a thumper in my fist going tactical
Shaka Zulu heart built for battle
Free all of my real ones missing summers
In the stew
All I want for Christmas, shiny keys to a limousine
Methylamine, Louis V, all of that under the tree
Fillin' up my stocking, bitch I got the Glock, 3
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