Lyrics:
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
door (how much longer?)
And he's weak with evil and broken by the world (how much longer?)
And he's shouting your name and asking for more (how much
somethin a little different right now
This is what I want you to do for me
I want you to tell all these people your name
Jazzy, tell em your name
(He
the streets
He's my dude, and you better get used to things
And I don't care what you say about me
They say
That he does it with the best, runs it in
the streets
He's my dude, and you better get used to things
And I don't care what you say about me
They say
That he does it with the best, runs it in
so wide
It's you must come to my chamber there and lie down by my side"
So he wrapped his fiddle in a cloth of green and he stole out on his
What up yall, I'm a take you on a lil Journey
Through the East Side of St Paul
Welcome to my hood
Pray for my people, Jesus Name
He's a Rubber Band
telling them, "Baby, bye, fall back"
He's so good and he knows how to love me
But so hood and he's so heavy in the streets
He's my dude and you better
Get
on the other side
Now I'm so confused
(I don't know what to do)
He loves me
He loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
She
viciously
This guy I didn't know, walked up to me
But the closer he got, the more I could tell
It was the man they call Howard Cosell
The guy you'd see
I could not see Wally
You were so young
The call about he
While making this song it was not about me
I was so involved that I question why see
on
When he sleep by the heater he on
He feeling deceived when he feel a alarm
So many drugs you don’t know what he on
A Dusse a 5th he don’t drink no patron
come get this money with me!
I know he gone ride he right by my side he keeps it one hundred with me!
When it got dark and when it got cold, he stood in
ain't right, he gon' tell you that he wrong
He gon' be the bigger person, he ain't tryna prove you wrong
He gon' put on Gucci and Loui by himself, go
Don't let him convince you 'cause I know he's in your ear
And don't let him fool you, no he don't want me near
But our love is stronger than any
up to say, "how ya doin' baby"
He's just that way
Leaves me little notes by my coffee cup
The sweetest poetry to me
Oh and every night he tells me
up to say, "how ya doin' baby"
He's just that way
Leaves me little notes by my coffee cup
The sweetest poetry to me
Oh and every night he tells me
(He's the driver. We go follow Him coz He's the driver. You go say to them, bye bye y'all. I go follow Him coz He's my driver)
Fire by night, cloud
me to be
I think I caught him
Cause the best man you want me to be
I hope to be him
You're amazing
You may not see it
But my dad is amazing
Sometimes I
about me
See we could kick it in the states
Or switch countries to play it safe (You know, you know)
'Cause he ain't gotta know about me
See I can
go)
I love you too much to loose ya
Sweet dancin, you're there right by
By your side
As long as you need me
I'm down for whatever hommie
Tell me who I'll marry, tell me who he'll be
While the Vistula is flowing
By the green oak tree
While the Vistula is flowing
By the green oak
bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
I think you are flawless, true perfection
He give me me all
thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised by
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