Lyrics:
the Broshigeez
And get blessed by the Beat Pharmacy
'Cause they hittin' you with
Jumping music, swift DJ's
Smoke machines and laser rays
Look out weekend cause,
laved with stillness like the grave in my heart
And all the reasons huddled in your seeping blood
And with the last rays of the setting sun
it
Might've bought my lines, but did you pay attention
Hope I'm ready, are you ready for this transition
Hold it steady, copacetic, rendered by
I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
selflessness
Virtue, can yet, bloom from this
I, don't need your presents
I, don't need a dime
The, kind of gifts that I want
Are bought with sweat and time
I,
Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both
Lovely and
Guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight of ages, luscious
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with
wave God's wave God
Wave God number one
Not trying to get you in trouble
Bounce with the thots on the lean
Yes you are hotter and cleaner than her
the better days inshallah,
Turn autumnal and brisk
With the springtime lining in a silvery colour
While we're burning up the sage
Summon rays, cmon, ayyy
Happiness can't be bought or sold, I learned my lesson
Now I see what fame will really get you
Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress
Dealing with
for my soul gotta fight every day and night
Had the love of God touch me like a ray of light
Bought by a high price and covered by the blood of Christ
cannot keep they distance
So you can get F'ed up best sit the F down
I fell in love with this Fendi bitch
Trap house blood I fell in love with
for extortion (yeah)
Hop on the Leer to Clearport, I bought it (go)
Blood, sweat, and tears, I'm workin' my hardest (bless)
Diamond shaped pears, my
rolled, that dream I'm holding
In the candy Caddy' with with ninety molding
Bought a drop, put it in the shop
But everything I got, on that bitch stolen
elevate
I’ll come by and we’ll get high
Like two birds on a date
I’ve been smoking wax since eight
Bought an eight of concentrates
Took a hit to the face
elevate
I’ll come by and we’ll get high
Like two birds on a date
I’ve been smoking wax since eight
Bought an eight of concentrates
Took a hit to the face
And put his faith in rappin'
I'll pop a slug you can't stop
The blood with no paper napkins
Bust the steel then your blood is spilled
Shit mistakes could
Real legend like I'm Sugar Ray (wha)
Bout the money and I'm on the way (yep)
If they talking then I let em hate (what?)
Fake **** I don't tolerate (I
Real legend like I'm Sugar Ray (wha)
Bout the money and I'm on the way (yep)
If they talking then I let em hate (what?)
Fake **** I don't tolerate (I
the false clothes
Since I bought the front backs from the lyrics tortuga
Might claiming the blood in your city close we the factor what's poppin
But nigga
now I'm not
With Your blood, You bought my freedom
Hallelujah for the cross
All my shame was met with mercy
Now Your mercy will be my song
a young artilleryman, weary, streaked with blood and dirt.
Artilleryman: Anyone here?
Journalist: Come in. Here, drink this.
Cheetahing a bitch fly 60
Like i'm chasing down a fucking antelope
Got a nice bitch with her titties out treating em like a cantaloupe
When we zoom
Until these little nerds get Ocean Sprayed
In they open face with a Milky Way
From his Twix and that shit's just really gay
But for these two Billy Rays
I
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