Lyrics:
comes right off
Police man
Police man
Police stopped my brother, again
Police stopped my brother, again
Police stopped my brother, again
Police
comes right off
Police man
Police man
Police stopped my brother, again
Police stopped my brother, again
Police stopped my brother, again
Police
And your man's has no plans
His hair look like it been cut by a man with no hands
Big pussy ass nigga you can squish him like jam
Hope he get enlisted by
put that on reverend
Been a grown man since age 11 (11)
Mind on the guap since 7 (7)
Rest in peace to my homie Kevin
I admit it, I admit, I admit
Moonshine, gold watches, gold rings
All fake, no bling, don't hate, that's my thing
I've got new clothes, old clothes, vintage, tremendous, endless style
all out of trouble
Even though he would leave
He wore his heart on his sleeve
And by the way that he walked
He taught me how to believe
Old man look
of me[01:24.77]Claimin' that we enemies, man, I think you envy me[01:27.60]Sharin' hoes wit my brothers[01:29.04]'Cause these bitches don't mean shit to me[01:30.55]If I
when you're done man it feels unreal
It takes time, and it takes practice
You might wanna watch time go by like you a cactus
But I promise when you do
little brother, man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For four hours and you just said, "No"
That's pretty shitty, man
little brother, man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For four hours and you just said, "No"
That's pretty shitty, man
at the time
But that old car was also my home
About five miles out I was
Getting kind of tired
Sweating hard and feeling kind of weak
I woke up with no
niggas, man, I love y'all like my blood brothers (on my mama)
Hate our name was even attached to certain motherfuckers (on my mama)
Opened up them doors
serving two to twenty man I ain't with it
So I keep on moving to the door groove
Shot a ghost in the back to the old school
Back for revenge like a terror
a hurricane
My jeweler call me Noah's Ark, I'm floodin' everything
I'm standin' in the section by myself (it's Gucci)
I feel like Meech, a one-man BMF (free
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
what's displayed
By these man talking trap and bando all up on their page
Man I sit and shake my head like society has failed
How these man turned
brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back get back get back"
Me and a man was workin' side by side
This is what it meant
They was
while you can
But like Dianna she was dirty grabbed me by the stick and said she wanna be bad
Then she told me that she's not alone
I brought my girl
while you can
But like Dianna she was dirty grabbed me by the stick and said she wanna be bad
Then she told me that she's not alone
I brought my girl
while you can
But like Dianna she was dirty grabbed me by the stick and said she wanna be bad
Then she told me that she's not alone
I brought my girl
on these old hands
There isn't dirt on my old boots
I've been going all of my life
And I think it's time I get things right
I pray to God that freedom reigns
the sweet by and by" (in the sweet, by and by)
Then we'd sing, "I'm on my way to Canaan's Land"
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Revivals
the sweet by and by" (in the sweet, by and by)
Then we'd sing, "I'm on my way to Canaan's Land"
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Revivals
my head
Only to have a cardboard box for a bed
Brother man, can you spare a dime
Brother man, one minute of your time
Brother man, listen to me
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