Lyrics:
team doublin' up on cups of lean
Blue dream weed make my bitch go by
Got her layin' on her back
With her legs up in the sky
I'mma take me a dab and watch
Jay's baby, uh
You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey
All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin'
Run up racks i just touched 13
She just gave me cat in a SRT
Aye!
Big rings on like Lebron James
Took troll on a chase down broadway
I been chasing
Whats up world its your boy Mister James
Jupiter's my first girls address me by the same
I got my future set like I carve my own lane
And keep my
Yo, I ain't emmitt till
I aint taking no vacation with my drive just for dying by the wheel
Dragged thru the roads that was paved for my travel
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
got braids
Ever since I got robbed, riding 'round in a hot rage
Don't even care if I get locked up 'til I'm my pops' age
James called me one more
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
I know
I know a sweet place
I know a sweet place
I know a place by my heart
I know a place by your heart
Where can we go, go
I know a place
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
Sunlight in my eyes
Please don't make me blind
What happens in this life
At least this is nice
Because who knows when I'm leaving
Til then I'm cotton candy
it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
Don't blow my high when I'm on a tree
Up every night so I'm losing sleep
Sweetest sixteens like it's MTV
the other woman will always
Cry herself to sleep
The other woman will never have
His love to keep
And as the years go by the other woman
Will spend her life
say that I'm at the pad
So don't treat me like
I'm sad
Been feeling like I'm bad
Been feeling like Mike Jack
But my uh aura in fact is
Whatever, so ya
couches, ounces, by the fountain
On James all night man, it’s going down
Sacked up, band up
Vic higher than a truck
30 in the 40,
Try to rob,
I’ll cock
.
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rock-a-bye sweet baby James )))
There's a song that they sing
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
approaching
This Glock 23, a rock a pussy to Sleep, you like Omar Epps, nigga, You in too deep
You a guppy in the sea, yeah, you Swimmin' with sharks
My niggas
Southland, where I belong.
Jus' look at them rows of cotton, an' that good old sugarcane.
Jus' look at them rows of cotton, that good ol' sugarcane.
My feet
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