Lyrics:
over bullshit
- inside my dream
I'm seein' pictures of a broken man
No witnesses
Only the questions of who smoked the man
Young adolescents
In our prime
feels strange to say
I'm so caught up, 'cause I can't stand to admit
Cupid got good aim, your man has been hit
I'm the kind of brother
Who been
by your side
(Nah, nah, nah)
You gonna wish you could drink me
Thirsty like the desert ground
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I won't know how you're
to cook the numbers, we don't cook the numbers
We just want the summer, you can have that woman
These niggas really out here tripping, man
I can't feel
My baby makes me proud, Lord, don't she make me proud
She never makes a scene by hanging all over me in a crowd
'Cause people like to talk, Lord,
the man that giving it to you
All night gal know by the gate men a fight
Hey!
Won't you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this platinum!?
If you
Won't make me a miracle man?
Baby's gotta have the things she wants
You know she's gotta have the things she loves
She's got a ten-inch bamboo
the man that giving it to you
All night gal know by the gate men a fight
Hey!
Won't you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this platinum!?
If you
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
My baby makes me proud, Lord, don't she make me proud
She never makes a scene by hanging all over me in a crowd
'Cause people like to talk, Lord,
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
That man is not your maker
Hey,
people die
We're all at the mercy
Of the greedy man within
So if you're feeling lonely, baby
If you're feeling blue
If you listen to your little
with
Huh, he is by his self, yeah
Huh, where the fuck is your help at?
Huh, I'll pull up with a KelTec
Get 'em gone on your own, niggas Martin
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They will never
[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em
toe straps, but sg talk to em!
[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
{Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates
At churches and shit?
(He's spittin flames right now baby
He at the top of his game, right now
I'm tellin,
we gon' blow it by the O
I'ma get some drink to pour, she gon' take it real slow
Tired of the fuck niggas, Khalifa man, the real one though
Khalifa
a smoking gun
Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
numbers involved,
AK47s, Singing win or by sum or you fall?
I dealt with brawls, and those willing to sell they soul,
Over cars and clothes, man am
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