Lyrics:
can't watch my love in my flow
So work it like the four witches
I do four bitches
I fuck with the women who give me their digits, like
And my bitch is
the back of the saloon where the jukebox at
Out back where the forest is thick
There's a circle in the middle of the field where a bonfire's lit
Cup
Look out behind you
They're tryin'a find you
They're tryin'a catch you slippin'
Don't let them put fear inside you
They're just pigs on an ego trip
Forget you too
Bow in the presence of greatness
Straight out the gate, I'm 'bout to break it down
cin't no mistakes allowed, but make no mistake,
just looking at the ground
To see if someone needs help
Could anybody else out there need some help? Maybe so
Help those you can
And the others you have
shot
Up in the hood slippin'
The fall out's appall seen
How do we graduate if drop outs all we see?
And when we sleep
The only time that we offer peace
Makin' false accusations, fake boot in yo mug
Niggas trippin on that click'll take yo life and yo drugs
Cause out here ain't no love, just Miller's
Till we green on the spliff
I see what you said about finding my voice
Astounded, my head is surrounded by noise
Grounded I leapt till I pound in rejoice
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
Or someone you done somethin' to?
You better tuck in your leather for your trip
'Cause you never know when the night is who you might be fuckin wit'
Mad
that game still
They act out a guilt, which is really a form of hatred if you deconstruct it
They create in their minds that they're better off than
who that reside and blunt fillas,
And in our midst is this thug ass nigga tryin' to get bigger
>from quarters to keys I be runnin' in and out,
Every
rest in the west
Dark hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a mere setback
Hear when I'm here,
Earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet
someone call the Medevac
I need some fixin' after where it is I've been
Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun again
Slippin' out the back door
Gonna
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Ain't goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
teeth like Slick Rick
Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the flesh
Think I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit
The high
the shop Louis Vee is what you seek
Black Knight Cortez slippin' on your feet
You're saggin', droop like a bawla
Your girl starts walkin' towards
a nine to five
Better call a Lyft home and holla at another guy
Cause I got way way way too much pride
To wake up everyday for someone else until I die
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
the sauce, I put work in the kitchen
I'm with gang and I'm dishin' out bitches
Keep dishin' on gang, I'ma catch you slippin
Slide on that nigga for a flex, had
some shots, let 'em sleep in the Jeep
Saved by the bells, ain't talkin' bout Screech
Crash out in 'Raq cause I'm good in the street
I don't sell
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
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