Lyrics:
it up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a pump
Rolled by ? on Scott Street
School was letting out,
"Yo you ain't gonna shoot yet?" "watch me!"
Opened
Baby by tonight
We gonna skip that after party
Girl just drink and let's get naughty
Let the E control yo body
Baby by tonight
Baby By Tonight
By
fucking clowns
You niggas is fucking clowns, y'all ain't gonna nowhere
I'm right here, I'm right here, huntin' you'll motherfuckin'
Bitch ass niggas
battle grounds
Life
Happiness all the time or suffering
"There will be suffering" if you fight for the side dressed in white
Cuz Paul says" In fact
to make, we gotta take a chance to break
All chains become awake
'Cause this is the new way, to be proud and brave
And I ain't goin out like a slave
to hear a Les Paul guitar
Cranking through a Marshall on ten
We still love to feel the back beat baby
We're still playin' to win
Chorus
cnd we ain't
how I’m gonna treat ya
If we ever meet again cold is how I’m gonna treat ya
When we talk about your antics now there always met with laughter.
Did
do, do)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, da (yes, you will)
I ain't gonna cry, no
And I won't beg you to stay
If you're determined to leave, boy
I will
y'all own originality, y'all own style
You know what I'm sayin'
Hehe, you gonna be left behind this time
Alright ain't no love lost
All need you to do
left
You were right
Don't make me have to beg
That ain't right
Just tell me that we fine
Then we ride
Summertime what a vibe
By my side
You and I every
breast
Rob Paul to pay Seth
That preacher was a
highway man.
I kept the wound green
Came on by foul means
That preacher was a
highway man.
Them burlesque
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
the student is ready, I'll show you your fears
We all float down here, throw a rope down here
Do you hear me laughing, ain't no jokes down here
Like Paul I'm
for not reading the Bible, 'cause social justice, man it ain't new
They was gettin' it in back then, with Peter and the blanket of food in Acts 10
Paul
social justice, man it ain't new
They was gettin' it in back then, with Peter and the blanket of food in Acts 10
Paul the apostle lost his patience, in
You get a cock to my youngin
'
Whole bag of O's, we call them Funyuns
I be moving through these trees, real-life Paul Bunyan
I really got it by the P,
ask what are we doing
But I ain't got all the answers like Kanye told Sway just disturbed by the injustices
Of our day and some of the things some
uniform
That's why I gotta keep moving, tryna stay on my toes
So many thorns in the way, it's hard to reach for that rose
Ain't no denying me when I make
again
This bitch could've been all yours
So prayers up for the rebound when I hit it from the side like Paul George
Par for the course Ima flip like
I ain't a pessimist but nothing gonna change
Same shit on repeat, another younger see they day
Another brudda lose his way, a hundred mothers feel
through frustration
Clean Bandit, Sean-Da-Paul, Anne-marie, sing, make them hear
She works the night, by the water
She's gonna stress, so far away from
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
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