Lyrics:
in me baby you ain't got to
Get on to tha next I ain't about to try to stop you
I was blinded by the fact that a Nigga had to drop you
But who are you
Scott concert
Ten people died, thousands got hurt (damn)
Thinkin' bout that 9 year old that's the saddest part
You know Uncle Murda love the kids
but right now I'm standin tall...
And you don't know me
It's funny how one kid can cause so much confusion
Parents should be happy I'm the dop
Despite not having looked at them once
"You know we are born
With those vile characteristics
The desire to create, to express"
She spit's the words out
you ain't smoking no more weed in here, man
Chill man
Bobby Steels
Somebody go to the store, man, fuck that shit
Sup kid?
Get baking soda
Yo
you ain't smoking no more weed in here, man
Chill man
Bobby Steels
Somebody go to the store, man, fuck that shit
Sup kid?
Get baking soda
Yo
High times by the riv
With the kid
Kickin' it
Puffy Amy, a yume I'm high high
Speed racer no tapper I fly by
Don't say yes to the Captain It's Aye
treat em just like my mother's kids
I can buy this bitch the world
She'll still complain bout some other shit
She don't call me by my rap name
She like
you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
In Paris, right by the Eiffel,
you're your only own
True blue buddy now
When you are feeling down
You rely on yourself
To pick yourself
Up off the ground
It's no one else's job to help
the N the A to the S-I-R
And If I wasn't, I must've been Escobar
You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
Hair parted with a barber's preciseness,
BEEKABOO: Hey kids! Do you know the holiday that we celebrate in October!?
[while sunny and billy are playing their toys, beekaboo flies into
where you at, so I'm parting the seas
Let's talk about it
I took a couple to the dome
Tryna build a happy home
Are we meeting at the show?
Tryna do sum?
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm f- up?
And mom, I know he's not around
But don't
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm fucked up?
And mom, I know he's not around
But
Uh, this that Harlem music right here, this that Diddy Bop
Get ready for the winter music right here, this what it is [Incomprehensible]
You know me
empathy, you acting empty
Why you so distant
This shit starting to get to me
I guess you are here, but
Your not here mentally, ah
I just saw my baby, baby
sleep but
It can buy a bed do you possess money or by
Money are you possessed
Money can buy you a house but
It can't buy a home
So even with money you
the ball
Look I don't want to go hard
I feel I'm losing my heart
And I'm just using my smarts
I need to just calm down
Remember who You are now
I am Your
arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
Where the towels are oh so fluffy
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
When you don't care where you are
It's the wrong day
If your looking for sober
You can find him hung over for the kids who love to dance.
of mind
So i better achieve
c happy wife a happy life
How much better could be
If you do the right thing
Don think about it twice
If you the the right
Topped with a stock
Like a box and a spring
Cocked when I walk
So they drop to the ring
Bop diddy bop
Ima top what you bring
Said This is for the boys in
fucked
You want demise?
Dem' eyes water up
You're not ready for the end
And you don't have to pretend
None of us really are
Prepared for the scars
Never
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