Lyrics:
to a mourning period for our lost comrades will last years
Or even a lifetime of regret
Just remember that being left alone at least will enable
Pre drinks mans burst should have gone yard
Went ten pints deep in the dockyard
Year 1 top floor it was trap fast
Now I drop a 16 and it hits hard
Now I
no change
Reaching deep inside my pockets. Fingernails won't catch the light
20 years from all my past, like it's a magic
Come out the store, a nigga
elin-est, emceein
Fuck getting money for real, get freedom
Black on the grind from AM to the PM
Splash up crash up the X-5 B.M.
Motive entertainment
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
by in Porsche
2 years later I'm picking her purses
Get them secret pockets where I hide them percots
4 years I'm counting them murders
Last boy played
Aye yo, 10 21 Atlantis drive, nigga was action packed
That's Atlantis apartments, we live in half the back
That's where the 12 year olds there, they wbe
like I'm Malcolm X with the chop
By the window
Glory (glory)
You can't imagine the story (glory)
Hardest (glory)
Thought it when I was a shorty
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
Enemy get stalked ten years and get dropped
Duckin' the five
Just tryna get by
Livin my life
I'm done getting high
I should be dead
I've been glitchin'
Barely knows her name, struck by fame
She just got a Benz, she rides with her friends
Gotta keep her beeper in her purse to make ends
Rollin' down
happen
Is migraines, the x-rated though remains
We relaxing, and you nagging me for the agony
To your anatomy, by the fractions
Your measurements,
ride from your job
Is you serious
A genuine heart, no alternative motive
Still them eyebrows raised
Wonder what cards I'm holding
I'm never begrudging,
a spear
All these days without cash and the snakes in the grass I'm over it left in the rear
Cutting distractions and focus on action no questioning motives
Imagine 10 years old full of doubt and defeat
Growing up around criminals, with clout and deceat
My grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you
by my wrist I gave the pot whoopings
You ain't bout no gun action stop woofing
N***as shoot diss tracks we shot bullets
Made 5K on the corner
by the hour
Bag talk cake walk
Actions speak louder
We're standing on business
Now they feeling sour
Attracting large deposits
Standing in our power
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years
on the field.
COMMENTATOR 2:
Ha ha! It sure can. This rivalry goes back years, Tom. Theres gonna be plenty of high intensity action, big plays and some serious
I got my respect stop being weak boy
I speak through my actions care less what I post care less what I tweet boy
Cuz Talk is cheap boy
Yea
I guess I’m
the paper I've been making has taken me in the right direction
And if things go how I planned then this time next year I'll be on track
To start myself
Nights go quicker than the days go
Same boy, still lost been a minute now
By last year I thought I would've finished now
But there's still a couple
head, that's a dream car
Got a four ten, of that same year I was born
That's that one nine nine one, 'nother nigga like I
You gon' find one, cuz nigga
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