Lyrics:
know right now you never want to go this deep no
You wanna be able to sleep don't wanna let those demons creep
Don't touch my water I'm in too deep
Don't
forgetting me
Hunty, this thing is getting old
So why don't we move on?
(This thing is getting-)
Pick up your clothes
We are done
Years are passing by
Tons
Backstreets creepin' slow, I'm juggin' right by Taz
He tried to text me for them bows, that mean his ass is grass
Some type way I get in my mode soon as I pop
From the Burg with steel ones, right up in your asshole
Too gone to give a foregone word about shit right now
My intuition clouded when I blow em out
We
a block on this bitch and I'm clutching them fins
Fuck a nigga, better know papi , never lack
Goin' through 100 racks, next to me, it's a new gen
Lamb Chop,
right, we’ll always find a way to reunite!
I’m diving in again, now it’s time to sink or swim! Let’s try the deeper end, but could you hold my fin
know I do the most right
Cause it's meant for me to say as long as I'm the source right
Whenever something is handed to me I get the feeling that its
take the same path
You will never know
Which route Im fin to take like yellow cabs
I wont announce when I bounce
You'll just see that I'm
No longer
tumultuous
You got me outta my mind and I
Don't think it's unfortunate
cnd you always steer me right like a dorsel fin
cnd when I floss I will floss for you
What was I supposed to do?
Out here by myself
No Friends, No Crew
Kinda hard to know the truth
Kinda new on the block
So what’s the use?
Some said I
Ils m'ont sali mais j'suis chill
J'étais complètement down nigga
J'étais en mode "plus jamais je ne serai le same"
I'm on a different level right now
berlin
Surrounded by commies
Nazi's in the bin, I thought they were zombies
The movement is fin, they must've kamikazed
Fish in a barrel, that joke was
the rest
I vent it over this f-in beat
Rinse repeat
I could make symphonies out of misery
Skinny John Cena
You can feel this
Even if you cannot see
be the intro
They ask me when I'm finna drop I told them that I'm fin to
When you out late at night with your friends I start to question what you into
poverty and no more dying
Nigga get your life right, by living your life right
Cause going against the grain, gains prison in your life right
One hundred
a played out DeSoto
Look I'm fin' to pose, photographer take my photo
Cool is back, in fact I'm comin' exact
It's MC Breeze and King Tee, and Pooh
Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
It's fin to be a good Christmas this year
Santa know when you're good or bad and we're ballin'
The music's
Fin' ta roll to the party, still in demand
Troopin thicker than a ball team, packin the van
I was movin as a unit every brother stayin strapped
But
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
cim for the waves
Swim that's your train
Call to kingdom blue
Ever wonder why
Bubbles multiply
Riding two by two
On you, undo
They break away
When
thinkin' they shot
When you thinkin' of da best, n****
Think of The Lox
I'll cut ya f***in' hand off if ya pinky ring's hot
Then come through ya block in
They was definitely F'in with me
Before a rapper even says one line, you can tell if he iffy
Know somebody just by watching how they move
Now you
pass
I can see the end of it
25 years of life, I was born yesterday
Loving life, doing right, earning every breath I take
Standing in the mud again,
to Hagney
East Finchley Apache
Verse 2
Mega:
Spit in Juan, when you see that link is on
Got the linkest charm, by the time you blink it's gone
Ayo, I run for
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