Lyrics:
to future
Social engineerin', these ain't words for fearin'
You holdin' court with the wise, this a positive hearin'
To aid us on our journey, it's
raised by a queen
Years later had to struggle tryna figure my purpose
They think I found it but I promise you that's just on the surface
Used to rap during
Nah, y'all, nah, y'all, uh uh I ain't disrespectin' though
I'm just sayin' it happen to me it can happen to him
How you doing?
What's your name?
Nah, y'all, nah, y'all, uh uh I ain't disrespectin' though
I'm just sayin' it happen to me it can happen to him
How you doing?
What's your name?
belts
Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down
Real quick
roller-coasting, on, on, on
What's up love? It's been a while
You been good? I've been around
Remember dinner dates I was late? Mr. Chows
Truant like
Life....
niggas used to come and get me
when it was time to disagree with an enemy
pass the hennessy it gives me energy
packed the gat in
ain't got no faith in me
That's when it sparked the feeling that this
World just ain't the place to be
But nah, she taught me better than that
Shoot for
but I'll let you be let you be my playmate.
Gangsta D:
Now ain't nothin' like tight pussy on my dick
It's the Gangsta D baby never saved a trick
Got
Between what I think of it, and what it turns out that is reality's experience
I think that I won’t stay sad, that I can live by faith then
My heart drops
doing, doing
I don't believe it, it's almost to good to be true
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing,
got money on my mind
I wanna enjoy my life
Oh
Life ain't easy
Be a adult with future in my hand
Hey
Gotta keep on going
Cause I ain't got nothing
that I ain't used to seeing
And these the type of neighborhoods they try to ingrain in our minds, you know, people that look just like me that we can't
a quarter to three
Slid to her crib when we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44
Now what it look like, it ain't really
a quarter to three
Slid to her crib when we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44
Now what it look like, it ain't really
I just wanna be happy (Yeah)
I just wanna be happy (Yeah)
I don't wanna worry bout you (Nah)
You ain't gotta worry bout me (Yeah)
I just wanna be
ladies, look around with me
Let's see if we can weed some of these niggas out
'Cause it ain't no way that all these niggas could be pimpin'
Now if you
)
Cant help it!
It's like gridlock!
(Gridlock!)
Rolling with the top down
When you think you know the story
You ain't gotta know what it is
But I'll tell
Not even a symphony knows
Bet I'd be set if I settled by yelling out something
Like pimping these
But I'm not giving my soul
Just focus until it all
dead
You took me from all of that sorrow
My future's bright, I can't wait 'till tomorrow
There ain't nothin' to it, anyone can do it
It's easy when
blinded by the pain
That I got up all inside
Been a victim to ways
Boy that traffic, It ain't light
Said I can't really escape
From the killers in my mind
Storms ensued
Altered Moods
Futures bruised
We just trying to run it
Jump and overcome it
Blossom into something
Bottom bettered
Done it
We just trying
it out on a best bro
They ain't bros now
What you really know about shit like that?
Thirty-one years old
Addicted to crack since way back
How you gonna
whole fuckin click nigga, what the fuck you came for
I'm a ride with ya, or die with ya
Fuck it, we came this far, I ain't leavin without ya
Mr. magic
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