Lyrics:
You know what I
Mean? I'm good for that
Trust me i live in my skin
I didn't do all these "oh
Shit" moments just for the six people
That were there
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
my name on the wall
When I die, they gon' know me (Life)
When I go, I'mma live forever
Angels cryin', tear drops, perfect weather
I live for my
every morning
Felt worse than the night before
I tried to brush it off but only really made it to four
At least by then, there was probably beer bath
that's how you know it's been a good walk
And the lyrics on this album are wack, like, I've been having a hard time with the music shit, the flows are bad
unrecognized
Nobody stopped me I was never surprised
By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes
And this felt good
And this felt so right
deficit
Born without a pot for piss
Growing up I wasn't shit
Still waiting for the opposite
Never tried to make a hit
Only tried to blend the sound
Covering
Running laps on a treadmill
Going nowhere fast
Break fast on a good meal
Knowing that this could be the last
Ashing a big bag
Super sized
With a hit of dab
a track and it's like what's next?
It ain't good enough I'm always upset
That's perfectionist it ain't perfect
Mistakes hit me like Vontaze Burfict
And I'm
in
A hunnid on the dash, got pulled over
Fuck the government
Tell the cops kiss my ass
Lord send angels to cover me
This time could be my last
You
Who want nothing short of perfect
And yet they settle for less
Blinded by their quest for purpose
first hit,
I knew it was for me
It made me think
Her
still ride or die, the Mr. South Side
I'm still throwing O's, Oklahoma pride
I still point it down, still making beats pound
And round after round, still
The nights we discussed our lives
And shit we never forgot
Tryna love me was leaving you
Feeling drained and distraught
Thinking that I didn't notice
The good
wakes up next to an angel
Hopin' that she falls from the sky
We sin cause we're made to
Call me by your name when the time is right
Eyes puffy, cause I'm
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
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