Lyrics:
the Bushwick, I'm keeping it a bean
If my waffles ain't for Belgium and my sprouts ain't from Brussels
Slap that diplomatic tag on it like, fuck you customs
From
as the air's leaving out my frame
Now breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
I'm living on my last breath it's all final when it's final
When you fade into
by the next nigga gun
If that's the case, then get a bigger one (yeah)
You don't think I pack the pump 'cause I'm out of the hood
That's
open up your vessel
To receive divine instruction
If you are counting 2020 as a loss
I'll ask you to search the scriptures
And remember that this earth
comes to this
But, I don't wanna be a sucka & be slump with this
'Cause I got emotions that I hate to show
So, trust me, when I say it's gon hurt if you
the dark until we see the moonlight
Drifting into a dream and it's you and me
cll night I'll be laying by your side
Feels like love in the air
Lifting me up
mommas
(Where's the love)
I think they all distracted by the drama and
Attracted to the trauma, mamma
(Where's the love)
I think they don't understand
Biting it now cause
I'm wanting a jet
Friends ain't been down
Got no homies no set
My girl in my ear
Hope you do not forget
Her legs in the air
box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot
Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't
but pay me whenever it's love
I still, keep my ting by my side, whenever it's not
Broad day
Who's that in the hallway?
I ain't seen my house For days
the album right by christmas
Or late easter
Thank you nice to meet cha
Mr. shell toe adidas
Big big belieber
I bagged your favorite baby
And didn't get him
rover, let your lover come over
(Ain't honesty in short supply?)
Red rover, red rover, let the right one come over
(Don't it make you wanna cry?)
Can I be the one that provides healing
Lord willing, wanna supply everything you've been missing
Listen, butterflies have been giving
Hearts starts
lock me up if I use them
Like Tempa I'm shouting 'slew them'
You're looking for the wrong person
You need to lock up the sergeant
That's linking up with
me
Don't know about you, well I don't really care
Now that you're gone, I'm flying solo
Yeah it's a vibe, surrounded by these hoes
Too many lies, no I
great
All I need is God
All I need is God
I got love for all my guys
But I can't let nobody slide
That ain't tryna play they part
If I see hate in your
to death son, you ever thought about that?
[Verse 1]
The saga begins
I'm a reflection of the drama within
the ghetto I live in, niggas Moms on crack, Pops
the smoke in the flare
Look in my eyes there not a man that I fear
They recognize us by the shots that they hear
It's gunshots in the air
The streets unfair
I
went plat, Dip album went gold
Jay was on Bleek albums that's why his shit sold
Yo Bleek, don't play with me, I'm hard in Brooklyn
And why you keep
you really do finish that one painting of that one tarot card
I think I'll submerge back in the hot springs by the border
Sulfuric and salted and it's
about her all the time.
I'm ready to put it all on the line.
Babydoll you keep me on my toes. I would never ever give your love away. Fuck dem hoes.
a thing
Yuh, I'm the Agee in A.T.S.D.
This album couldn't of been done if it was only me
I love my homies more than you can f-ing count
And my only wish is
that's major but it
It meant something to me
I remember we talked so much that
The waitress had to come by and tell us
It was closing time You told me
You
I can tell by your drink
Take a look at me, I promise I will be
All the things you wanted him to be
Do you always seem to fight cause I
(Can tell)
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