Lyrics:
Once upon a time, I was a lonely kid
Who couldn't to seem figure out, get with it now on why to live
In reflection, self-expressing
But in depth
Peace
Freshy this
Week
Put out a
Leak
Definite
Tweet
Outside
Closed
Till we get
Free
Free all my
Woes
Till then they'll be sleep b
I'm by
that's just where I be (Where I bе)
If you see me on the corner stеp
Tell me "Where the free?" (What's up, bro?)
If you see me in the street, ask for a CD
a weaker version
I’m speaking to you in this song cause we can’t speak in person
That’s cause we gon end up fucking that defeats the purpose
You act like you
sit and ponder why, they no longer get an invite
Why they show up to my door unexpectedly
After they haven't heard from me in a while and I refuse
settle
Maybe I’m too clever
For my own good
Maybe I let go all the opportunities
I should took
What a waist of life
Million lights pass by my eyes
But
the ocean drive
Sweet, sweet and open crowd
Baby, we could just stay here for a while
Hang out, get dirty
All the broken red lights
And all the versions by
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They're scared of Manning up I'm Peyton to a zone
But still a humble king won't let you cater to my throne
Toughest skin the type your blade would
years, I'm on a streak
Bought the Track', the Rolls leased
I'm on Gresham on a Ryker, tryna race? Put up your title
Only niggas I looked up too was
a beef they respectfully die
They ended up losing they teeth, but I left them alive
I clash with skull in one hand, the other a spine
I snap
prankstas, why yall ain't gangstas
Why yall just throwbacks
Put slugs to yo brain
Thuggin' blood's in my vein
The ghetto version of Norman Bates
Thug in
At first I was afraid I was petrified
Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Thinkin' how you did
back, ah
You said you gon' do this, but end up doing that, ah
You bring out my worst behavior
One more way, I know you’re just like my ex
You just like my
Right back 'cause I know you like that
Come up to your crib my
Version of a night cap
Your man thinking that
It's all about doe,no!
Its all about
Yeah,
Formaldehyde
Maybe you don't have to cry.
Get the scraps
piece me back to life,
Ignore the static
Getting more erratic
Close the boxes up
twenty five freaked out by everything
The bodies piled up
Fled to your mind when they stopped listening
And said, enoughs enough.
What if it's all
watchu know bout this life that I'm mothafuckin livin’
Spirit stay high so I get it how i live it
start me day up with a prayer and some lemon
on the incline
I don’t do the games, but if I happen to be into one
Burner to his melon, just my version of temple run
They tell me I’m crazy, they say that
as dumb fly
Don't bе the fool I make a demo out of
Cause when it's really drama
Houses get blown up like mini-bombers
Dudes compare to me when I'm Ivy
us
Speak up ni**a
Don't DM me or write me
Get checked on the spot like the cheetah version of nike's
I emerged from the concrete
Now i'm out like
couldn't say my name
The Writing's on the Wall
You're a washed up Pokemon
You will never evolve
I'm too metaphorical blud
You can be the king of grime
I'm
Paul is a guy from the Church we attend
He's 6 feet two, weighs a hundred and ten
Chubby and cute, but a loner most times
Going by his looks- he
version of Mrs. Garrett
My speech is arrogant as I get sucked simultaneously
by J.R. Carrington and Christaro Barrington
Shove my dicky in Nikki Lynn
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