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or see me as K. Lamar?
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you
(HOOK)
IN THIS GcME OF LOVE cND HcTE IM TRYNc SEE WHcT YOU BE ON WHcT KIND OF MOVES YOU McKE IM FEELING TRcPPED UP IN THIS WORLD THcTS REcLLY FILLED
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
love
And I'm not saying if I did or if I didn't
But like my shame that kind of love is always hidden
They locked me up here for the ideas in my head
soul
Rocks my soul
Twenty years go by
They built a home and a happy life
They're just as in love as the day
She caught his eye
I want a love like David
And depression is all on my mind (Is all on my mind)
I thought I was one of a kind
But reality kicked in and gave me a reason to get all of my motives aligned
Now
sorry
I never had love for you anyway
"B" in my bounty, this
Ain't yo' allowance
This money that matchin' my
Life so heavyweight
When you got these kind
Fuck all y'all, man
I used to get straight A's, read my books in Catholic school,
Now I find myself in the men's bathroom
With a top-notch, goin'
you
Anything you want in this whole wide world
Mama gives you money for Sunday school
You trade yours for candy after church is through
Smoking
you
Anything you want in this whole wide world
Mama gives you money for Sunday school
You trade yours for candy after church is through
Smoking
routines and doctrines are never getting my trust and
Religion is never gonna box me in
Afia'nweh
Let it be that I love breaking that rule
All I know is
dis life for all my people showin love and support
He played da Sport of Bein broke but know my time runnin short
Pick up my phone I call da money askin
the front of yachts with the women sun tanning
Hollywood Flo been my nigga, king of stuntin'
We was dead broke now we liv on a Sunday
Could've went to church
heavily beated, conceited, you can't beat it
Bust some pussy like a cookie with no milk I can't-can't eat it
Okay you love me? No lie, but watch it my
Charming
Jor' you're far to kind, and speaking of kindness
My man 'Kiv's been diagnosed with colorblindness
He loves all people, plus he's got the fat dick
that corner office
They watchin' my pockets
I give 'em hits like I play for the Dodgers
Movin' them hips
Shake it sort of kind of
Throwin' my weight
Can't believe they choked em' till no breathing
He suffocated from the rush, now his families grieving (Eric Garner)
What happened to the world that I
nasty
Women know
Ain't hard to tell
Rap money for the lawyer
To get my brother out the cell
Funky with it
Chitlin kitchen
And you can tell
Just by
ring) Bill Gates just phoned me
He wants me for his queen
He´s built a throne for me
An old rich guy
That´s my kind of man
Girl look
Love me for
the indigenous man of his native land
What kind of sense does it make
You're blind to the facts
How much more should we take
We’ve given you more
We’re brothers in
(Let's go)
Meditation and good marijuana clear my mind forreal
Times are short money getting long I don't got no time to chill (Uh huh)
Don't need
as me
At the top of the charts that’s where I’m gone be
Different colors bands I got money like monopoly
Rocks around my neck they won’t tell you
through
You, put that choppa on his ass
Really see through you
Label my kind with demons cause I
Never look or speak to you
Do him like he do the church
just letting yall know
My mans do his thing so i be dropping off the bows
Always do yo thang but dont be stepping on my toes
I like even more when they
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