Lyrics:
Seh mi walk a lonely road
Mi alone tote the load
Feel me in dis world alone
Jah come guide me home
Seh mi walk a lonely road
Mi alone tote the load
I tote blickies, I tote twizzies
These lil' niggas can't fuck wit me
Richest nigga out my city
These lil' niggas get too pissy
These lil' niggas know
scream, I make um' scream yeah
Got my hands dirty, nails clean yeah
I tote a beam, I tote a beam yeah
What the fuck do you mean? yeah
I Pop a bottle,
quedar amb ella, em deixa plantat
Tot és subrealista, estic ben despistat
Totes volen ser com ella, però són el segon plat
Tot és subrealista, estic ben
Dikka, will nicht drüber reden
Tote Augen Ich sehe nur Elend
Amoklauf, hier und da
Tote Zivilisten im Jemen
Es tut weh immer wenn ich es sehe
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aim, load em'
Glock on my waist, on my hip, tote em'
He got the Glock just for fun
He don't tote em'
I'm on the bus with my brothers, rollin'
Co' in
deally
(yeah yeah)
You say you my ride or die
Okay let me see you pop a wheely
Chase the bag
I got that tote
Chase the bag
So I got the tote
Chase
all the energy goes towards my therapy ..
Yea, this is clarity .. (2020 vision)
I know you hearing me …
(CHORUS)
Tote the toast like you never knew ..
Whew, whew, uh we tote, uh, yuh ok
We tote blicks
(Thats it right there Gnealz)
Ayy, okay, we tote blicks
We ain’t putting on fronts
Lil nigga this
motherfuckers don't know
What they're doing
No one on the corner got swag like us
Like us no one on the corner swag like us
No one on the corner tote
Fucking
Planung, fick nicht mit Kianush
Hat hier irgendjemand was gesagt?
Ich töte Beats nur den ganzen Tag
Ah, ich töte Beats nur den ganzen Tag
Ich geh' auf
Gotta keep all your enemies close (uh, uh)
Most all of my friends is ghost (my friends 'nem ghost)
My faith in this FN I tote (FN I tote)
Need
dig
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F&N like I got license
Fuck
still goin'
Most my niggas signed gun laws and they still tote 'em
Everything that God put me through, I was built for it
Everything I got, I worked
I'm all the way up, don't let your pride get you folded 'cause
I'm all the way down, bitch, you think that I won't tote it then
You all the way wrong,
totes Fleisch werden unser täglich Brot.
Denn überall ist Bitterkeit Verzweiflung und der Tod
Blut und totes Fleisch werden unser täglich Brot.
Ich sehe
All my cars be fast as shit, why you fuckin' think I'm speedin'?
I just wan' tote that blick, I just wan' tote that blick
I just wan' tote that blick,
Sie schreiben tote Zeilen
Ja, alles, was ich höre, sind
Nur noch tote Zeilen, yeah
Ja, sie kaufen euch die Scheiße dann ab
Wenn ihr künstlich auf
Tote up
Tote them weapons if you really a shoota
Told me sticks and stones would break my bones but that shit don't hurt
I got some niggas who will shoot
you with a two piece
You tote a .38 I got a draco
Plug only talk about them pesos
Out her scamming niggas like im adolph
You got a ticket bitch ill pay
Weiße Augen mit roten Lines
Töte Blüten zum Zeitvertreib
Blende aus um mich rum zu kalt
Pharmacy ich schlaf nie ein
Weiße Augen mit roten Lines
Töte
I got racks dead men
I got racks dead men
I got racks dead men
I got racks dead men
I’m in the booth with no pen
Free my niggas in the pin
I tote
I tote wind, the barrel is a pen
Exhaling shells with verbal homicide that rip the skin
When I get too high I even aim it at my friends
Clip my men
You want smoke
You don't smoke
You said you tote
You don't tote
Put you on camera roll yuh
Aye, aye, aye
You can't come to this side
This side, You
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