Lyrics:
head, spit that murder I wrote
Man I don't care what you felt,
Fuck you nigga, I know I'm dope
Felt Like I couldn't really give it my all,
Felt like I had
though I'm in deep
What was that on my wrist?
Had it there to remind
Me Jesus loves me y'all know thats why he was crucified
And Jesus Loves You
It's NJ
Niggas be askin' me like, "Man you took all that time off
I understand you had to get your mind right or whatever
you was doin' but I'm just
had that Pontiac
Went to jail and I came back
Went through hell and I came back
Was in my cell, recreating myself
I died, and then I came back
bout black on black crime
But if I kill you ima do time
Cops kill you everything's fine
You think that this covid is a joke
Until it grabs you by
tell me anything
In love with the game I might have to cop a ring
Yeah our energy is not welcome
Benjamin that's just who you taking L's from
By 2040
coming up
When was the last time
You had a nigga like me
That a come beat it up
I need your body
And you need mine
No catching feelings
We catching vibes
Come on, lego lego, uh uh, lego
Yea you so damn fine i love ya smile
When you come around stay for awhile
Yea you been through so much that shit
you so blazin'
Finna pop me a perc and you know I get faded
Now she know that i'm ballin' like Tracy McGrady
Like I got 7 rings bitch i'm ballin' like
the 4 cylinder smoked
A v8 might,
Righty,
Im high
Call me a soarer,
On that molly
They Could never catch me
You can try
All day
Unless your 95c
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
upset
Had to battle it out and then confess for all the things that I brought death
It's me
Bitch
Let em run around with they head gone
AB yea we shine
upset
Had to battle it out and then confess for all the things that I brought death
It's me
Bitch
Let em run around with they head gone
AB yea we shine
you'd still be alive
And you'd still live your life
And you'd still love your life
You'd live your shitty fucking life now
A cult that took the weak
you'd still be alive
And you'd still live your life
And you'd still love your life
You'd live your shitty fucking life now
A cult that took the weak
Louise, by Kitt Chapman
c best friend is hard to find
Louise was fun we were two of a kind
Once in a while you stumble upon a few
Our friendship
drowning in this shit for your love
Hold on, baby girl, quit it
I know it been a minute, but let me tell you something, then I'll probably get up in it
My
just for that
We haven't had that in a while
No black or white
Everybody's alright
No curfews cuz the systems right
And I can wave to the policeman hi
nigga tell me how you wanna play
I'll get em tapped, Foenem hustle by the pack
Put the flash on the gat, He ain't know where he was at
Oh fasho we
the outcome? We selling twenty million albums
And your record, ain't nobody buy that
You fell off, and had to take your five back
And push a white Ac, with
on gas I'm so fucking hazy
I'm balling on niggas like Tracy McGrady
I don't want that hoe that bitch not bae
I cannot cuff on a motherfucking stray'
Going
physically
That don't mean I'm not affected by the history
My grandmama was a slave, that shit gets to me
And you ain't got no motherfucking sympathy, you
love red-bottom and gold they say queen
You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean
You love french tip and trip that pay for
You love bank slip that
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
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