Lyrics:
the spanking, the belts thin
By then, I'll crack another nut, by the time the elephant
My L stem, my doobie's thick, yeah
She got a nice square but her bootie
Hey, David, I hear you've been dreaming
About being a big time shepherd some day
You're gonna prove your brothers wrong
You're gonna sing your
at your brain, turn an opp to a stain
And smoke that boy like a doobie
Shoot clips like Spike Lee movies
Stay with the clips like Pusha T
Draco
I'm sick like crocks
I'm feeling way better
I'm not by the book
Fuck that
Most of y'all telling me ideas hinting that I can't amount that
Like what you
the memories are all that remain
And all the wounds are reopening again
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood
a Arizona summer
Y'all sleep I creep like a marijuana come up
Thinking is sweet get your whole teeth bruck up
My Shawty got a Doobie and her feet all done up
All I need is, the healing
Still don't know if, I'm dreaming
Just trying to find, the meaning
Find that demon, defeat it
Look at my heart, I'm bleeding
And you know I smoke a doobie
Stop by Yusuf for a loosie
Hop in something that got that two seats Yeah
Shout out to my home Thusi Yeah
Gotta hustle keep it
to be lame
I've been walking by faith for a minute now
I've been dreaming bout a future that make me go wow
Maybe it's a fantasy and I should let go
But
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
lose your feet
Shoot for P's I'm out for stacks
I ain't bothered with music beef
I got brothers Who backin me
I don't need to call
Any opposition Can get
Best grip your barretta
And tighten ur firsts
I hate to harm others
It is what is
But I will defend
All my family friends
And double that
Mention my mom
bitch log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young
eventually
Just remember what I taught you and never be anyone's bitch baby
A brother like me gave all I had but I guess it wasn't enough
Don't let me see
the memories are all that remain
And all the wounds are reopening again
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood
Well I pass him by on the street each day
Brother, don't you walk away
He's about my size and about my age
Brother, don't you walk away
Down
funk that can never be faded!
So you can tell by the way I funk my funk
No time for fakes, and no time for punks
Son rolls a thick one, brothers say
put my face on the road
No capping when we all riding
And nigga winning we know
So are winning and winning
And Dreaming bigger for living
And Keep your
Okay, you wanna act trife and flip the script
With your Wonderama drama slash coma riff
That you're kickin like Pele, flows even Bo knows
My
your cousin come
Tell your homie come
'Cause y'all can come along
Nigga, come along
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
your cousin come
Tell your homie come
'Cause y'all can come along
Nigga, come along
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
liver
On your own time with your hoe down
Drop and transfer you all later
We can shoot the fade like a Wahl clipper
And this was a calling I had to pick
curmudgeon, sorry, my soul is the oldest of all my brothers
By blood and through spirit, spearing these other suckas
We ushering eras where clout and cowardice
shed from my saviours veins
I know the pain
I know that he'd do it for me all over again
I'm in awe of your flame
And your divinity literally
You're
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