Lyrics:
YO I GET STUPID HYPE ON THIS
KING T
YOU ALREADY
KNOW THE VIBES
TELEVISE
TELEVISE
KNOW THE VIBES
ONES ON THE FIVES
YEA
SITTING BY THE WATER
from foe
And what do you know
By the time morning comes I can see the light
And then I'm thanking god once again for making everything all right
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes
You probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this, unfortunately means that I
Suckers in all they new
Ways, different chapter, a new page
You fake if you don't speak to me
Real soon as you wave, I get it
Favorite singer, favorite
come every song I write has some ska breakdown.
And why do I care if my styles change?
How come it feels like everybody is talking about me behind my
just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance.
I said frank now do me a favor
'Cause you know the election is over
To set your
(Drifting, drifting)
Drifting, would you mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Listen, this is why I'm drifting
If we knew our inner mind riffing
If we knew our inner
That you guys are going
Into, that seemed they had nothing to
Do with a rapper i was
Talking about a band of thinkers that
Could remove religion, race,
by calling you cute
Then come around and say baby you fine
Making you chase me to make you embrace me and then you obey me by moving behind
She ask do
come through nigga down to bring the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros.
(Kici)
Now we chillin,
much time
If you hide your feelings, and they hard to find,
I want to know what's on your mind
About a week went by and I called her, "Hello"
I
a spliff
Dirty ass nigga
Grip her hips at the party
Go stupid, retarded
Make a scene if you get carded
I'm an artist
Possibly the hardest
Ever hit
a nine in their hand they'll
Give you 9 like 50 don't get jack son
If a nigga try to rob me
You'll see what I have in store
Yeah boy I pack son
This life
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
from foe
And what do you know
By the time morning comes I can see the light
And then I'm thanking god once again for making everything all right
Thought you was my nigga, but these friends don't last forever
If I was Adam, I would rewind to the point I'd never met you
You was with me through
pretty strict
If you do me wrong, then ya make the blacklist
Adam Sandler, change the scene with a click
Pounds to my name, came a long way from nicks
shouldn't have seen,
But you had barely made it out your teens,
Took me under your wings
I wanted hats, I wanted clothes just like you,
Lean to the side when
they see
Because I'll be making moves
And if I was you
I'd probably get around me
Follow the leader
Believe and don't doubt me
A choppy type flow isn't
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
Said I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your wig get split
don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape
Wonder if God got a sense of humor
I hope you know that he can see all
is true
So find a place to get comfortable and I'll share it with you
This story started in a garden that was haunted by grace
Lovingly formed by
're getting by
I've always wondered how you felt
When you had to filter
The truth from every lie
Situations with your past flings had
You seeing my compliments
imperfect and I promise that I'm certain
If you had the chance to love me back then
Hope it was worth it
On the road but I'm still searching
For my purpose
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