Lyrics:
threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in
and my accomplices
Pop a bottle, spot the bitch get the bitch
Got the bitch streets wanna know 'when
You droppin' Nip?'
Police wanna know how you got your
I'm drunk
They say I talk about the pressure way too often
I was walkin' on the beach and found my message in a bottle
My head was full of sorrow
to, I (it was another dangerous night in Memphis)
Paint these words just like my whips
(With police responding to multiple shootings across the city)
ways ‘cause its universal
Two hundred and 36 messages on my iphone i aint open yet
Uh
Too fuckin busy with the things in my life to go reply, i aint
into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it by now
If I was
feel that banana peel
I know it's my time I ain't stopping til I'm in the hills
Baby hold your horses, you don't love me
You love the life I live
This
a community bottle
Mi watch yo kids fi yuh, yuh watch mi kids fi mi
Call the police if yo hear nothing fishy
Big man wear yo size like lieutenant Stitchy
in
I gotta breathe in
Let me breathe in
Message to myself from myself
Will I listen?
Treading thru my thoughts thru the depths of the deep end
get-away
I hid away in the backstreets
Couldn't let the police jack me
Gotta be quiet, I'm on the down low
I got that ya yo movin' by the pound so
When
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
you
Magnets heavily attracting
Your rings to metal on bottle cabinets
What's happened
We used to play Jedi in my yard
Now you got scars on your lungs
from the moonlight 'til the sunrise
So stay by my side
I can tell you're down to ride
Shorty look real good in the sundress
She look even better,
strangers, by pop culture, by police, by educators, by authority figures, by everyone.
Being Black in America means being compared to whiteness,
as fuck and they act like lames
I was up in the trap when the house got raided
Niggas was faking, pointing every location
And that's why I'm up by myself
and the Bible
He talked how he smoked dope and sold it for survival
He talked about the ancestors, in our lives they're vital
He said y'all niggas love
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
requiem digest, beginning
Be protective of your mind
Your body and soul baby, use birth control
Party people with the message
That’s in our rhymes and make
you see me low
I'd rather throw this letter in a bottle, let these stresses go
I'd rather smoke a blunt and push it back, won't let these feelings show
we poping bottle man I am on tv now yeah you see me boy
Verse
Tiger man yeah man we in this thing popping bottles all
it's so empty
But I got to say no I'm so empty
I've got nowhere to go please don't follow
I'm putting all my feelings in this bottle
Sometimes I really
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
I lost so many people to these streets
I lost so many people in so many different ways
Feds did a sweep
Police trynna catch up to me
They ain't gone
on the bottle
One for the door so they can let us in
One hand for the glass, one hand for the ass
One for the pad and pen
One for the mic control
See the rabbit
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