Lyrics:
the mail, uh
Hopin' my grandma won't tell (Woah)
When I walk in the school
I stay by myself
Gotta get it on my own
Ain't ask for no help, (Nah)
Wishing my
cause I’m a glitch in the matrix
This is not my home so that’s why I can’t date no sleep people
Even if your awoke at this point I don’t know if I can
Bout' being the truth not a lie
Yeah my feet walk around down here
But my mind is livin' in the sky
Bitch shut the fuck up I ain't tryin' to hear your
in by the pound
25 Rounds lay him down
Taking them ps outta town
Niggas stay running they mouth
Glock with a switch take em out
You know I been serving
leavin' my day
I will be leavin’ my home
Sticky chicky eyes, long hair, little legs
And there's someone else in this room
And I can't be there until you
a bitch's brain
Can't be affected by the great depression
This country is in a recession, I reckon
So let me give yo ass a funky lesson
Never let
an evil act
She closed the doors and said, Come to me
He said, I seek refuge in Allah
Truly your husband is my master
He has made my stay agreeable, so I
show you now
I don't wanna stay forever in this lonely town
This lonely town
This lonely town
Gold pavement, I can't explain it
I don't wanna miss
happiness is all of your misery
I put good dick all in my kidneys
This Margiel' don't come with no jealousy
My illness don't come with no remedy
I am so
that keeps me clear
There's gonna be some lightnin' strike when I get outta here
(quiet bass/guitar/drums) Cause it payday, y'all
Better stay out my way
Said I'm ridin' 'round town with
My top let down and my seat laid back and
My strap cocked back
I'm a Gangsta, I'm not your ordinary gangsta
Said I
on a track
Bitch, you know that's the squad shit
Heard your funds just got low, and no job, nigga
So you out here, and you 'bout to start, nigga
I was in
there at home
There's no one now left to hold me
My days once flew by
Like the geese in the sky
Flying high over Avery County
In our little
that you can't afford
I can't be picking up in the town
So get me one off Adam if he's sorting you
I don't really care what all your friends are
can’t live in books on the shelves
This one here's for all my world tourers
City, state, country, urban explorers
Now we get around to all the four
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
can't get his props
Like for instance, when I cruise up the block
In my five sixty lampin' on my metro phone, chrome kit beamin' all off your dome.
But
on them thangs like 40
Stay fuckin with a bitches brain
(40)
Can`t be affected by the great depression
This country is in a recession, I reckon
So let
"Yeah I'm the fucking man!", yeah
Maybe give a little back like, "Here, I do what I can"
It's all jokes and smoke 'till the truth start schemin'
Can't
like they do in Texas
Please - 1, 2, 3!
Fold 'em, let 'em hit me, raise it baby -
Stay with me love game intuition
Play the cards with spades to start
you gon smile, if you hate me you gon frown
We hold it down, Boss Hogg Outlaws ain't po'
When I'm in town I can be found, checked in the top flo'
leave your love alone
Sittin' here by the phone
Waitin' any minute for your call, baby
I just can't leave your love alone
You know sometimes it
more of that, I just can't help them all
I will just die in here, or I should fucking roll
Goodbye, my town, goodbye, my flat, goodbye, dear parents, all
knew you wouldn't stay around
But I never knew all this would end while being in Canning Town
Me and her don't speak no more
You know how people come
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