Lyrics:
Deja Vu
I see myself writin' these songs for you
Having a baby and we're married too
Girl word to me this is Deja Vu
Girl word to me this is Deja Vu
I
dream chased
Wasn't he your fav
Now you wanna Meek Drake
Married onto the net
No bread but wanna eat cake
It's bad enough people battling poverty rates
to side)
People talk, people hate
Love was made to be fake
But we still can’t live without each other
Friends don’t seek for love
Trust too much, trust too
pack up your lives kids, it's gettin' too hard
Kentucky's alright but there's too many people
Just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple
B-bop Watts, city stones and the skylines.
Don't say 'cause, 'cause Blood, this is Piru all the time.
[Young Malcolm]
Piruuuuu loooove.
Danger Danger
There's a brand new stranger
Claiming that's he's backed by lil baby from the manger
Yes
It's me
Young Theerie
Tryna make the world
like I'm married
And send her home with the cock swoll, did her pops know?
Little girl that he tryna protect was in the crib doin porno
[Too Short]
the blueprint
Young nigga got the crew lit
I ain't stupid call my hitters they gon shoot shit
We really do this my ev be the truest
Young nigga foolish I'll
your hair its not days that go by
While I'm witch you that I won't even care
[Chorus: x 2]
You been with young dudes old guys
hindus papas
on this beat it's bodied
I'm a young teen with a dumb dream
Stevie wonder feelings how I'm unseen
But I stay steady you a dumb being
If you judge me by
a song
I'm battling demons and talking to God
All my ex's their about to get married
I guess I was the problem when I had them
Cuffed a b*tch and she
Lips chapped, face pale, body skinny and frail
Tales of a married man whose life was stressed too much
Had to resort to snortin drugs and such just
the reason you won't be around to win with me
I don't pay attention to people trying to judge my life
Cause I know none of them could live it
They way too big
a crying shame but this the
World that we live in, remember the Days Watching “Married With Children”
Wanted to be Al cuz he was the man To me
Asshole by
the year Jah said that I assume the throne
Long live Chiefy Chiefy
Long live bad witches in my tepee
Why you wishin' you could be me?
Too much gifts
I have some thoughts
I ain't come to preach
Rappers be too numb to speak taste the mic
They'll never reach word to King James
Wish we could see our
Corinthians
I'm still young and I got a lot to experience
I guess the first time in my life I felt this serious
I gotta lil' boy now and I wanna be there for
the map and access
To your destination
A Poor background
doesn't mean a poor future
You said you believe in God
Then live by the scripture
I want to be
If you live by the gun
You die by the same fate
So no gunplay, pops took toys away
Went over moms house, Cops N Robbers all day
(Righ) went back
too
I still pray every young
Nigga feel that coupe
Cause young niggas feel like me
I feel like you fifty shades of grey
Want to do me like Freddie
I
man but I'm still Quetta's baby
Fly young nigga catch me dining on a cloud
Told me life ain't fair so I live the bitch foul
Life as a clown
The best
afraid, I know who I married
Just let me stay here by your side
And that would be enough
(If you see him in the street, walking by her side
Talking by
you happy, giving you all of me
I wake up every morning feeling guilty cause you're lying next to me
Father forgive me, thought by now we'd be married
on fire!
City on fire!
Will we be married on Sunday?
That's what you promised
Married on Sunday!
That was last August
Kiss me!
City on fire!
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