Lyrics:
the pond myself on more than one occasion
I’ve been laying in that mud, surrounded by old tires and rusty refrigerators
Things were as bad as they have ever
Wait, let me make sure that my pen right
It's blood shot eyes I'm the one with all the insight
And I ain't just get hype, homie, I been nice
Well
Lately I been feelin' famous
Bad bitch, all my songs on her playlist
Lately I been feelin' dangerous
On top, A1, goin' apeshit
Yea, lately I been
priority
calm your fragility
practice don't you try and preach
close your eyes I'm hitting the gas
make money so you eat
eye open when you sleep
I don't
Like kickin' an old bad habit
It's hard, but I'm not static
We lock eyes from far away
And then you slowly turn your face
Like middle school
bad
I've been ten toes since the first day
Blowing up and I can't wait
Buy my mom a new car and a whip
They hating on me and I love that shit, can't
everybody you meet
Oh, they're on drugs, drugs, drugs
They make new ones every day
The war on drugs ain't working
They're approved by the FDA
They come in
Close my eyes, I count to ten, I miss you
Tell me again, why didn’t I follow you
Close my eyes, count to ten, I miss you
I do
Close my eyes, I
Imma win by default
Some shit we can roll too
Just watch me like roku
No beef
He eat tofu
Newspaper You old news
Got flow like a old dude
Gospel
news,
You don't get a second chance.
It was a hot summer night in mid July,
A hangover and a black eye.
Your momma said I was a loser,
A dead end
Scarface:
As I open my eyes unto a new day
I see the same old shit that I was face to face with yesterday
It's all the same and I can't change time
Imma Sip slow, let me get in my zone baby
Know this ain't new, you can do it eyes closed
Lately you’ve been bout yours, hit the pole hear 'em go
love wakin' up next to you
I don't wanna find someone new
Baby, that's my bad, that's my bad
And, baby, why you don't you come back
Come back, come
where all laughter be?
On whom we place the blame?
Her demise was theirs!
Stained by their disease her screen recedes
Our real eyes realized
They beguile
a recital, better remember all that you practice
When I die, throw a couple bad bitches in my casket
Woah, think it's time for a revolution
Me and my dawgs
my face, nigga
All eyes on me, get the mace, nigga
Uh, bad bitch with the face glitter
Snoop Dogg, murder was the case nigga
Yeah, my homie got
always by the table and still ambitious
I'm an ocean with no sand, I ain't one of you beaches
You have no capacity but still have mad opinions?
Since you
accused by robot news casters who capture and pollute
Spoon fed hazardous fog to joy luck catholic squad
Please take me, please calm me, please make me
eyes.
What will you do with all that money? they asked.
I am going to buy my father a new overcoat and myself a schoolbook.
It's silly to go to school,
you'll never believe it you gave my life a new meaning
No cap i done found me a real one
Bad shawty five four with her heels on
Fuck a snack its a fact she
new shorty here yea she's a soldier
And your new nigga wack he always gon treat you bad
I guess karma is a bitch especially when she's mad
See Karma
areas and times in our life
But my time as a young boy growing up with my family, reinforced by vast wealth
Indulgence, and excessive comfort
The Bakunawa
with me
Im in a class by myself you cant fuck with me
This new era all cap you was never the plug
All this talk about work you aint moving no drugs
My
tomorrow?ll be a better day
We all Came in the world with a sparkle in our eye
Not knowing the only thing that we can promise is to die
A promise is a lot
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