Lyrics:
European, send it back to the Queen like, ho
You ever step your foot in Kemet, bitch we slit your throat
We send them funny fuck boy preacher types back
Im sane
We broke up, es was starin at my chain
Dude was in you but starin at my name
But we ain't gotta entertain all that
Back like we never left, we
R.I.P
Nobody even asked for you to be here, so do that
Nobody even knows your name, so get back
All eyes on me
I stare at the crowd I stare at the ceiling
something different and found you
Introduced by Truth Roccz back in high school
I left you alone to go and find something different
But the path I was on just
the) sight I can easily recognize
That your future doom will find itself in the hands of a friend of mine
You will come back to life, don't you worry,
moving uphill
pursued by a bus
He saw a white church with a
Three blue-domed roof
A crucifix on the top
And an ant walked
Along the edge of his book
you for being a friend
Dogs for life, and you rode to the end
Held dog down, didn't let a day go by
Every time dog came the the Chi' (what)
I was
honest
Sometimes I'm still confused
Though I do see things in common
After actions stay the same for so long
You can't polish
Blurred by the life
rich as hell, you can tell by my new fit, boy
Yeah, you fucked that bitch, but she still gon' eat my dick, boy
If I shed a tear, tell the bro to shoot
out
I'll develop every day of my life and try my best to create some original sounds
This album reveals the parts of my mind, hope you enjoyed, hope
They thought I was a goner, came back with medal honor
You went from picking eenie meenie minie mo to picking sides against me
All odds against me, faced
You could get loads of the truck but you ain’t like that
Swinging at this Nigga told this pussy boy to fight back
Make em dance like mike jack
He
you understood what I meant by that (yeah)
I won't call back, cuz
I-I-I-I don't wan-an-an-an-ant
Okay
I don't want to make a move, but I'm hanging with
back a Percocet
Or that moment right after some good sex
Turn this shit to the muhh fucking max
If this moment right now
You in ya bag and feel blessed
a big ass lesson we all go through
Friends you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all deceitful; I got shot up by a nigga I knew since
my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you
did the first one
Five album run, now the cursed one, it's a blessed one
By the time y'all hear this, we be half way through the next one
Bless up
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
an album
If you didn't hear your name well… Too Bad…
feeling like Ant
Not the insect but Turner
Counted me out
And came back with a purpose
I learned on my journey
That just cause you up
It can always go down
Been searching for you
Gone for a minute (Gone for a minute)
I’m back in town (Back in town)
Been 5 years (Been 5 years)
Since you heard my style (Heard
I took the risk so they can't say I never tried
Put in work stood by my word they can't say I ever lied
Fire burning all inside you can see it in my
you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
'Cause he's 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off, wipe me down (yeah, bitch)
Daddy is back
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