Lyrics:
I got twenty four seconds on the clock
Got a chance at the ring, I gotta take a shot
I might step back like Dame did
I might push off like game 6
I
Yeah lemme guess, you miss those good ol days
Eating goldfish and sipping on lemonade
The music still bumps but it's not the same
What you would sing
wit a nigga that compromise yo? hood
Yo? doin' shit you know it cool until the good
Got kids movin' work, hustlin' by the school
Using youngsters,
of what I've got and what I'm dealt
I'm walking down this trail, call me Roosevelt
By my side is Method, he ain't tepid, all intrepid
All you skillless
kids by twenty-nine
And a big house by the hill side
Love me
Trust me
We hold hands til midnight
I don’t really care about her love life
Her high dress
you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home
you
But shoes on your feet
Rule two
Read Matthew ten
It's the great commission
Try not to sin
Rule three
Take twenty bucks
And have fun
Don't come back
I'm 20 years of age I ran across some bullshit
People promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, it's like
the Hummers, the Benz
Escalades twenty three inch rims (Oh!)
Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast
Before i see my mother cry , I'd turned the light off
Good Behaviour can really get some time off
Just Told Marzie, I can't take another night off
can't see how good you have it
You're taking a smile for granted
You're gonna wake up twenty years from now
Wishing you gave two shits about
All
this much I know is true
I'd rather spend the night with you
Hanging out with old and new friends
Kicking back as twenty twenty ends
Dear Vass enjoy your
on the boulevard of Linden (what up, good?)
Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and the presence was fitting
I used to come
best sundress
We all thank God that the bad days gone
Now we say what's good to the vibes not stress
Lockdown for too too long
Aint touched ground in too
the blessings gave me life back
(Get it ach)
I didn't accept this law till it was twenty nineteen
(Twenty nineteen)
Fifty seven, eighty so you understand
the bar above the moon so
I don't want to be 20 something and still in my head about
17, In your bedroom talking
You said that by now we'd move away and get
talk
I'm a change the game by the way I walk
Switched it up like a golf course dick hit her tonsil she turned horse
Fucked her so good scream ole boy
you and I will find that by and by
Hang on
One day the sadness will be good as gone
When you and I arrive in the by and by
City lights (city
the gas, the gas[00:19.88]The gas is hitting[00:20.48]Huh, yeah[00:21.56]This s*** is so free (this s*** is so free)[00:22.40]Huh, yeah, s*** got way too
a good game so back that sh*t up
Get on the dance floor gurl back that sh*t up
Tik tok your times up man back that sh*t up
Back that sh*t up, back that
the good times go?
Life was so much easier twenty years ago.
I guess I should stop by Mr. Johnson's hardware store
His only son was my friend Joe
But
Renegade young savage good nigga with a few bad habits
Get away no lacking can't keep no bitch thats average
By the way stay active never know when
out tonight
I'ma run up to tower records to get a pizza
Aight
Ima come back
Yeah
[dr. dooom]
Chewin alligator meat live cow steak
Sittin on old
been so damn good
(Said this rap game's been good to me)
Hard times
(But I don't know how long that's gonna be, yeah)
I hope I don't go back
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