Lyrics:
high just why we
Stand on land that was taken from us but we really home
Free Baah Baah Free Dr.York
Long Live Long Live
RIP 2 times
Yeah
just poured a hunnid dollar
Lean inside of two cups fuck the other side
Know somebody wanna shoot us
We don't be with broke boys
Who ain't ever knew us
so cold.
Whoa
Yeah
Ooh
Lemme talk to ya,
Cold winter nights
By myself
Blankets just won't do.
I need your help.
Cause I don't wanna miss the way your
It's all great then
I'm glad to see ya, basically
Yeah, yeah
But on the real though dog
How you living though?
Who me? Shit
I got two boys
than, when two of us we go rapapan
Play your guitar go ratatan
Fight for your love I go Jackie Chan
Peace to me, peace to the rasta man
Fly
her esophagus
UCR there ain’t no stopping us
And I can’t let go of goals that I got
Smoke by the ounce, that’s a whole lotta pot
Damn I lost count,
a beginning
Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed
They warm and excite us
'Cause we have the brightest love
Two lives that shine as one
Morning
nah nah the man wasn't really that what
One nine four two hits my system
Man get way too frosty buzzy
Girls from the past that lost me love me
Same ones
Picture myself a old man a OG
Some niggas will conversate with lairs
All day time pass
(Nah lemme start somethin' else)
Soul on ice death threats given by
Ayo
Feel this shit right here
All my block niggas, gimme a second dogs I got us I swear to God
Feel this shit right here
[Beanie Mac]
Aiyyo, from
to me it's on,
Fuck the chest, forget the vest, I'm aimin' for enemy domes,
'Cause only the strong, survive, one life to live,
Let us around,
What's
Gentrified? Watch the choppers in the skies
No supplies, devils in disguise
Spinning stories on my people's lives
Standing by while they just letting us die
We are live in the belly of the beast
A two-headed monster
I'm a child of the East
Africa, my family were all refugees
Scattered round the planet
You are the only one
I want by my side
But you got to be a risk taker
Down to rise
Because the life I live
It ain't all peach and cream
Because these
with me
I wish I wasn't on my 8th glass of red
I wish I didn't drink everyday
I wish didn't need to get high to live
I wish I could vent and just leave
that
Just open up your mind
They prepare us for work and college
Not the world that lies
And than ya life passes by
And all ya energy is gone
Gave up
something that we dreamed of
Used to love to watch the green grass pass us by theres something about the motion of this van on this highway that screams you
like the lotto, the invincible three
Fuck sentimental, it's the great Sunn-Zi
Inspired by the late Gandhi, wire money
niggas wanna see us fall, that
I had a partner named Courtney
Dead, pulled by a van, blood gone from his head
I had another partner named Terry
Dead, he tried to flee the scene
they ass
Runnin' to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet of the apes
Under cds and tapes
Preachy
baby now
I'm balling on these niggas blow their ankles out
Niggas switched up i don't give two fucks
I be by myself i cant do that fake love
She said
‘Cause so many times it was the two of us
I can’t count our love by number
But I’ll always remember by heart
I’ll be honest
I never thought you would leave
the niggas that's calling us cray cray
Fuck em
Man, we blowing cookies to the sky
Hella great vibes
We living not getting by
Fuck em
If you snooping on a fake
cll I do lately two things, no clown
Make DBDDBD and play showdown
Showdown Pokémon or Shodown Samurai
Much more than a hypocrit, also I'man open guy
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