Lyrics:
and if not them shits sprained.
And so I rap for my niggas trapped in the struggle,
Feeling like the world's on your back so you stumble,
And it feels
My forth little children will one day live in a nation
Where they will not be judge
By the colour of their skin
But the content of their character I
me tell you that
You bring back memories
Of all the days gone by
Apologies all of the times you lied
I recall when I used to be your girl
You used
me tell you that
You bring back memories
Of all the days gone by
Apologies all of the times you lied
I recall when I used to be your girl
You used
Got my team we movin' strong
Throw it up they goin' long
Makin hits like Barry Bonds
They can tell by all my songs
Had to hustle all night
Didn't sleep
yesterday, but I get up and stand tall
How strength bring me such weakness
How satisfaction eventually create such fiending
How's the door closed yet I still
a steak
Walk in to the bank
With a smile up on my face
I got all the juice feelin like I’m Barry bonds
I ain’t duckin shit fuck a bitch across the pond
Your nail, nails, all on my back
You don't know shawty, I like that
Come on
Let me show you how to ride like that
Feet white as cocaina, shawty wet
target
If I
Hear em talking
Then i'm doing something right
Nothing overnight
Been this way before this ever started
Bring it round back
(Round back)
I
cause she know how to make her money long
These hoes be weak, cheap and leach then try to do you wrong
Sit back in my kicks and make hits like I'm Barry
damn crowd
Then bring a frown to my friend [?] warn you
Background check for the chopper
[?] imposters
The murder rate ain't back down yet
[?]
and you can't bring Old Yellow back (nope, nope, nope)
Yep Gucci bang up eighty thousand, that's a yellow safe (yeah)
Yellow, holmes, mellow, holmes, you
their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name me king
Name me king
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, Lamborghini
Ah yes, they're off and running again
The campaign trail
And doesn't he look like himself?
Back in the saddle again
Roy Rogers and Buck Rogers
gave you my soul
I gave you all of me
I lost myself
Now I need to find my way back
Bring Me Life Back
I feel like I am a woman again
With my man
I
the cocaine off my mustache
White girl with the sun tan, drink out the bottle rug rat
I made a killing yesterday yeah I touched a whole bag
And I tripping I'm
lives
Trying to find the meaning day by day
Justify this feeling
Now that I'm older I seem fine
The world appears to be in black and white
Gonna bring
Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee
made a hit
But everytime a rapper get on stage with Freddie Foxxx, he get his ass whipped
I break em down daily
My voice so ill, I make Barry White
sitting in my mind,
Duh dub duh duh dububububububububbbbbb
Donde esta los digits do DJ Rap?
Bring the sound to the people in a white truck Bumpin'
me tell you that
You bring back memories
Of all the days gone by
Apologies all of the times you lied
I recall when I used to be your girl
You used
Made like my point like say no more bih'
Still dont fuck with none these niggas
Like my name was gave by owners
She turnt fake gay cause Ian want to post
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you
Yesterday, was that
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