Lyrics:
goodbye
Chase all of our troubles away
If we could just get it right, oh, oh
Then everything should be OK, OK
Do away with the club and the drug spots
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
to pass the time, thoughts keep me up half the night
Praying I can see through the grey 'cause everything ain't black and white
My big homie just passed
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
will surely fly away.
Is the empire of sensation locked in a black box
Deep in me, encoded there somehow?
It fires the imagination to fly on a wing
I'm just shining the light on my personal sunbeam
Break it down
Imagination's not the same as truth, yeah, yeah, yeah
Be careful what your mind
a shot
But can't hit me wit' it
This Ultra Instinct, you can miss me with it
Now look
My temper short, just gimme my space
Straight disrespect, I'll slap
smiles at me, her eyes peel away
My chameleon skin
My moldy potato skin
Her smile wrinkles weave a basket to hold
My dying body
My colorless body
Cousin
play with me some more
Touch my body, throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel like you never did
Touch my body, let me wrap my thighs
All
see this now, tomorrow may be too late.
Roosevelt: Too late…hmmm, I see, well, if it’s that important, tell me right away, what’s it say.
Running
Bitches love to take a picture
In these white buffs white buffs
White buffs white buffs
White buffs
If I turn my in strike me down
In the truck drunk, with
imagination you're a thousand miles away
Because too many of his promises got broken on the way
So you write it in a letter all the things you couldn't say
place
Bedtime used to bother me, I'd rather be outside instead
But with some imagination I can change my situation in my big bunk bed
Up on the top
know how to take it, is this imagination
Or a higher power getting her retaliation
Is this my karma
When she gave you her love, she was so misguided
be our Peter Pan
Just hold our hands
I know you by another name
Dear Inspiration you are my flame
So just hold me in your arms together we'll reach
away)
Me and you locked in, just don't give my head away (My head away)
Me and Keisha best friends but they boy on read today (Read today)
Nine hundred
of the time and I don't get no sleep
Don't get me confused with just any other Chad
I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad
My time here is
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
himself is a huge threat to them
Guess I'm a super predator the way I deaded em' for real
Go and tell em’ how you feel
Peter fuck with my web I’ll park yo
the karats, that's on one watch
Need a store-run, go to 7/11, my God (woo)
Me and my broskis (?) Coachella side by side (let's go)
I just chopped
A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun,
And take away the plain in which we move,
And choose the course you're running
Down at the edge, round
I'm sorry you had to hear all this business, he started running that tape.... I've just been
sitting in here on my own, being variously.... twiddling
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fucking life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that
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