Lyrics:
on that
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup, I likes to drink out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald Duck ? secure my novel
When, I was fifteen years old
free.
The terrible inequalities of the peoples of this earth
Make freedom at best a dream, at worst an insulting privilege.
What space is there for
Need a crack hoot
Yeah bro what's up most definitely
Life is wasting
Don't keep waiting
Time is wasting
Don't keep waiting
I find that the time is
watching TV in my bed
Spending hours on the phone
And we never leave on read
(Never.)
A moment without you got me hanging by a thread
What do I expect? For
heavy and there's a look of despair written on his face.
To make it worse, he is overwhelmed with frustration because he feels he's wasting his energy
gotta see it from my own point of view
My anxious thought are taking over got to find something new
The sycophants are out of rhythm, had to find a new
you're wasting away
Hate to say it but you're wasting your time if it's spent on me
What you say
Maybe by the end of the day
I'll have figured out my doubt
(If you spoke your mind)
What would you be like?
There are remarkable people who come into
The world from time to time
And there are people who do
Find
the second bar
This is slightly livelier
But no less forbidding she
Approaches another stranger)
Please, sir, help me?
There's a man that I must find
Can you
the "Merc" in "Merciless" (What?)
This cutlass is the hearse you gonna get
(Aye) best respect my range
I smear like stains (Huh?)
You want storms? I'll bring
what I can sorting out yeah
She is balling out, bro
You do not be in my shoe, Bro
This street cat
Ah, man!
Ah they are jarring fam
I don't know if I want
heart a beat rapid)
(shags man and the gold mine pon a different tip)
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind
(this is what you call a dance hall
my shining light
Now I feel free
I know you'll never see what I see
Even when it got a little dicey
You always gonna be there right beside me
Looking
man
Yo, come get the fuck out the rain, nigga
Get the fuck, oh shit, who the fuck is that? Fuck
Ayo Ghost, yo Rae, what's up with y'all niggas, man?
politics got trick up their sleeves ,/of my empty palms tree outta Miami ,blowing throughout the seven seas/iz shot flowing by the bumblebee's clean all the honey out my
ho all I know is win (Win)
Rolling papers and gin (Gin)
Poppin' out of two doors (Two door)
Windows five percent (yeah)
They know what it is (What it
the pasture graduated out the garden to James Harden
You couldn't ask a man what it cost him
I hide a gem in his coat
He'll find it when he's woke
Throwed
what they say we'll be ok
See we'll find our way
A way a way up
But if your not there then
Aye what you say
I gonna find my way I'm done with wasting
to talk about it
Why are we so dismissive?
Of other perspectives
Common ground is hard to find
Like the missing dog with the torn down sign
What do I know
sadness
She was the light of my life
And life is so unfair such a cross to bear
Still, there's the will to contend with
All kinds of papers to sign
I can't
D is what I do, so, yo, listen up:
I put a towel on the floor by the two inch gap under the door
Now they can't see me any more.
Check the locks so
Weeding 'em out and we keeping 'em honest
The fences are up so my flowers can blossom
I water 'em good and the sun shining on 'em
I see disrespect and I
out from the chorus
What's your plan moving forward, is there any more for us?
If you really got it mapped out, then it's destiny
And it doesn't matter
what you're doing, it doesn't matter what it is
Somebody is interested in everything
Anything you can be interested in, you'll find others will
But
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