Lyrics:
We are a wreath
We are a wreath
Citrus and needles
Bows underneath
We are a wreath
We are a wreath
The season it greets you
And we are a wreath
Step
green earth
Overcome with passion by the land of his birth
Well he might be at work or he might be at home
He could be in church preparing with a comb
(Ayy ayy ayy)
Everyday I wake up with my back against the wall
Anytime you get up someone wants to see you fall
If you're afraid to lose it all
Yo, I'm feeling so stressed every day of my life
Yeah, I wanna break down all the way and just cry
I can't take anymore, I wanna give it all up
Because
know I've been alone for quite a while
Haven't I? I thought I knew it all
Found love but I was wrong
More times than enough
But since you came along
meat no spaghetti
Slime hot block it get hectic
YSL keep all the weapons
YSL keep all the sticks
500 blocks hitting licks
Free Yung Sluga, free Yung Tic
of him
All of my hittas could really get physical
My OG said he know its difficult
Better days, I need to just keep my chin up
Uh, All new flow I switch it
Written by Scott Gonzales (Sinizter)
Produced by FLEXcTELLI
I ain't talkin' strippers, but we got them poles up/
Red dot up on his chin, have his
the beam underneath
When I ride through, ya don't see no lid
I put snipers on the roof like Nino did
All it takes is some c-note slid
To have you
Well there was an old hermit named dave
Who lived by himself in the woods in a cave
Ate from a turtle shell, slept on a bath skin had a seven foot
then they hate me
Then they love me again
I'm scratchin' my head, I'm rubbin' my chin
This ain't the way it was supposed to be
Supposedly, I'm close
each and everyday
Keep your chin held high and don’t worry about me
I got Not a single fuck to give
And not a single thing to be
So what’s it all
hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly
'Cause all my motherfuckers
Starin'
Rastaman Vibrations
We're gonna see all the benefits one by one
(one by one)
Building one love nations
Share all we got with our neighbours and we
underneath our flannel
When it's just you and me and the English Channel
In our cozy retreat kept all neat and tidy
We'll have chums over every Friday
By
couldn't believe it! All those postcards he'd posed for, for ALL OF THOSE YEARS, and finally, now, AT LAST, his Royalties!
Royalties!
Royalties...
of that ocean breeze cold drinks and bikinis
And bikinis
Smell of the firewood as it burns right by the sea
This is all I need a moonlight bright night
For
I don't wanna be alone again
Walking by myself
It seems I've lost a friend
You're no good for me
But stay until the end
I'll be right here
Underneath
is hard and I can't get out my bed
But I'm chasing all this money and as long my team is fed
Then I really don't got no complaints
Cause it's
Work
thousands,
Us in the gutter, make mothers cry by the thousands,
If they only knew how it is where we grew,
The things that we see,
They call us thugs and we
WHOAA
WHOAA
WHOAA
WHOAA
Get that pussy nigga right there
WHOAA
WHOAA
All the bricks
Mask Off
Mask On
This Might Be My Last Call
Bodies underneath
crying underneath the roof of stars
Crying underneath the roof of stars
Crying underneath the roof of stars
Butterfly, trickle through the time
Flutter by
it, nigga do ya
Nigga I come to life and I scare all y'all bustas like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga
Stay fuckin pullin
to move
He think that it's safe to come walk by
Like fuck that shit, I be on bullshit
Why they talking, I emptied out full clips
I be chilling out, all in
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