Lyrics:
bound your heart to mine
I can feel it within me deep inside
Your heart beat echoes in my ears
Broken by the sound I'll never hear
If you were with me
them ghetto and sober bitches in 'burban districts
I'm movin on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son
And this is the military turn
Is that Tip12lve?
Everyday I wake up gotta walk by faith
Can't get off her and she can't get off of me
I get blessed everyday need congratulations
that you be talkin barely getting you by
Purple kush and chocolate thai every day I'm getting high
Burgers and some french fries still don't fill my
Jones]
Purple drank I'ma po' up, got the rap game sewed up
They see my grill and like hold up, invisible set, princess cuts
Purple drank I'ma po' up,
her mouth only out of spite
(Whoa-oh-oh) but I'd never hit a woman, never in my life
(Ayy) I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife'
(Ayy) in that pussy so
a pose
I'm still ridin' on elbows, in eighty-threes and eighty-fo's
The gangsta slab is what I flip, wood grain is what I grip
That purple drank is what
you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your
away
Sleep with that purple by her side
Now she's seeing strobe light
Her last man did her wrong
And he left her mind gone
She's just fading away
Till
sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch
Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family
All my
Hi
My name is Daniel James
And this is my album, Self Talk
Thank you for listening
I really appreciate it
Right now
Whatever you're doing
Take a deep
love me
With my brothers, smoking tree
Beat was made by Big Gucci
And my flow is so damn clean
Got them saying, he's fourteen
But his voice is so damn
nigga minor 'till he hit the C note
I just saw they double faced when I dropped my single
Pink rose deep hole pray we never see those
I just pray to be
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh huh, uh huh
It's the end of the album
Ladies and gentlemen
Thank you so much
For tuning
I'm the best at Devilishly, go
Wanna sur-pass me, first of all don't spit
I didn't know deep before, now I know, more and more
Now I'm only 16 years
motherhood
And we fall out of touch
In your absence I write songs again every day
Haunted by ghosts of the dope ass albums you would've made
Until two years
about a dime a dozen
Ash and exhale, days keep on coming
Collapsing supernova
I got work by Bova
Up in the shadowbox
Framed like it was priceless
Bob
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
to stay on top my game there ain't no time to lose
Four albums deep as a quester but still we payin' dues
So hear me out one time, you gots to be yourself
in the urn
Is it God or money that really make the world turn?
Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real funds
Inhale deep and hold it in your
And, she's coming home
I got a picture of her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
commit
Once was young and reckless
Then i learned i got a lot to live
Im just learning lessons
I take it slow
And day by day
Reaching for the stars
Verse 1 - Purple SWG:
Im a fucking paradox
No im not
Cant forget about my last
She's god damn hot
The moon its rising
The sun its setting
The dark
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