Lyrics:
"till the blues wear offa me"
It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by side
It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by side
They done
"till the blues wear offa me"
It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by side
It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by side
They done
And out of the blue
I walk into the night
And deep down I'm feeling
That our love has gone by
Setting out for the dark night
In the haze
Sometimes on those lonely nights I wish that you were fuckin dead
Actin hot and cold I swear you always fuckin with my head
She wanna fuck up my head
In love
a thousand on a red bottom slipper, uhun
You never spent a night at a five star, False star
She said they never tryna understand her
She said it was me, it is
College student go to class in the day
Run up a big bag by the night
You hit me and asked me to come to the club I just hit you back and said that I might
I want a live in a place with a near vacant building.
Turn on the radio and hear my man Willie.
Friday night football stand up and cheer.
Go where
of the shit
Beauty in your midst often overlooked and missed
But you gone see this tear in my eye
Remember days gone by
Grandma said time would fly
Didnt
If he promises a snack to accompany their blues
Thank God it's in the Bible
What Jesus said He'd do
We don't need little bracelets to do unto others
me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so delit, you
the struggle and the dark days
Won't be home in a thousand nights
Wish you could just tell 'em it'll all be alright
I know that I've tried every way that I
sheet man (amen)
You gotta get it in bruh
Let's get it (amen)
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
by the way
Yo Young, Jeezy, Jizzle, Snowman
We gotta give the streets what they want man
Fuck the god damn sheet man
You gotta get it in bruh
family stems from lines of golden royalty (Yeah, you know)
We could build a high palace while sipping a chalice
Maybe spend a night in Paris, while dancing
niggas like Popeye
When I walk by my kicks pop eyes
I got the drums bitch no Popeyes
Eat competition like pot pies
Back in the days when I got high
want is Louis & Gucci & Jimmy Choos
Window shopping copping whatever my wallet choose
Pocket rocket lock in whoever trying my fuse
Loaded up the cannon
you
Hunt you
In the dreaded Congo
Undress
Proceed to hang you
No one escapes my jungle
So tonight night I shine the Congo
George the jungle
As I pull
been hard
I'm just living life
Hearts been broke
One to many times
Wait
But I can't seem to stay
Feeling alone
Like I'm stuck in a cage
You are not by
huh, wanna roll up in that phantom like I'm Danny, uh (Danny)
Repping for my gang, by 25 we'll win that Grammy, uh (Grammy)
Always a sore loser, never
I'm surrounded by shooters
I'm Lebron nigga shootin' like Curry nigga
Do you like Flip when Birdie ripped him
Two 45's on me like Jimmy Jump
MAC in
Spendin' the twenty's is better
I, sent out the Franklin's to Denver
Meanwhile, I'm, posted, right in the South
San Diego, smokin' on loud
Hoppin' in
Louis Lane
I got bottles on the beaches
Check the bank I'm gettin paid Spend some money on the bae
In the game I'm gonna play
One of one she lookin nice
changes for the strangers on the shore.
They are blue and green no more,
They are yellow and rose.
Remember when we thought we were in California?
on through the night
Where people dance till the morning light
Proud as hell to live and
Die deep in Louisiana
I say deep, deep, deep in Louisiana
I say deep,
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