Lyrics:
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Hit them, hear a ding
Call me Kurt, bringing hurt to the ring
No I can't be your shepherd but I heard you could sing
Go ahead and roll one
Not for
spitting, but, know what I mean, they ain't got colds
I got the flu over here, man (yeah), for real
I need relief
Y'all help me, for real (yeah)
I know
They're spitting, but, know what I mean, they ain't got colds
I got the flu over here, man (yeah), for real
I need relief
Y'all help me, for real (yeah)
(That's all I do)
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Illegal niggas but we been legit
(That's all I do)
Off you niggas I never benefit
Bought it by
bring me a Harry Rag
You know I got the devil waiting for me
Who says that sun down's
Gonna be the end of this old me
Ride on, I'm not around
I won't go
playing blues
Niggas in the way so they gotta move
Little suede on the tires of my AMG
She gon' choose up for sure if she know its me
Took her out to eat
out with her quote-unquote friend
And my son can't look me in the eyes
But that's the life I live
The Lonesome Kicker
Kicking for you
They
mamas that's black
Sum jus don't have it that's not an attack
But my mom gave me strength
Gave me power
And courage
And passion
To live out my god
of a maniac
Tryna get his heart back
I know it seems wack
But these feels hit me harder
Than Tina shit slappin'
Ike Jr.'s deceased father
(Damn that's deep)
I
to be abused and misconstrued
See it's just not about me but about you too
Living in a world with unwritten rules
Where we all are looking like fools
When
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Who say we got enough time?
Don't let it pass you by
I'm just here for a good time, baby not a long time
I don't
niggas cop trucks off hustling, not luck
But only ball for a Summer, next one they locked up, longevity
Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
You wasting time
I'm on a grind
On a mission
Then I hit decline
Like I been on the line for a minute
But they can't hold me back
Traveling this road
And the reason her character
Has been so severely attacked is
Because she chooses not
To function the way the
White corporate man insists
His rules for women
her
Kids all grown, not lookin' for step-fathers
I'm a milf-hunter, but when she cougar, that's even hotter
Get her to take interest and share
to a beast
My brother got life and it turned me to the streets
I been through the storm and it turned me to a G
But the other side was sunny, I get paid
Listen, as long as you live
As long as you live whether you're with me or not
Be for real, girl
Just be for real, yeah, (Be for real)
Be for real, girl
Be,
by stand up men, a rat won't be seen here (not one)
Summertime in Harlem, I'm sippin' Clicq' on beach chair
Plates only for family, makin' it hard
I went down to the river (down to the river)
Don't know what came over me
Cos down by the river (down by the river)
Isn't where I ought to be
Down by
wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner
Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That
feelings
My mind it can't function
Off adderall xanny bars too many drugs I took
I'm not being funny
Trust me
Give me two years 100 bands for to book me
they cant not pay for the mind
I know how to move in a room full vultures
Nigga please don't approach us Cant play by the rules of the game
should tell you,
But we are never alone
Up by dawn, already morning
I ask myself what is going on
Some tender words and sidelong glances
Are you
Either wish me well, go to hell or go to Yale
Study human behavior so that you know who the hell
You dealin' with ain't nutty but the study gon' unveil
My
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