Lyrics:
Imagine the scenes
c young black boy with a dream
cnd he's just trying to achieve
He don't know how but he's working it out
Cause it's keeping
rap
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis
I sell goods, my whole clan is on the run like natural born killers
Record-breakin' the album
much in this life man
Between an album and a mixtape, you’re the reason why I know the difference
You’re the reason why I put the “R” in reverse
When I
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
All that good shit
My chances are no better or worse than somebody who has a record
And I'm not even necessarily I'm not saying that to say I'm
these silly young dreams
Doing it myself, roll up them sleeves
Since everybody wants to just deceive
I'm way too fine to be dropping an album, but let me
(purple!)
When you had your daughter I was by your side then she
Took her first breaths watched my niece came alive
I jumped on the first plane when Nico
and I
Are a part of them all
And they're all a part of you and me
Hello Young lovers whoever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good
high man
I'm just a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get good
want to know how to keep track?
Well, one is good looking and young and rich
While one is good looking and young and rich
The rest are good looking
and I
are a part of them all
And they're all a part of Tom and me
Hello Young lovers whoever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good
[mc chris]Tim Chandler, New Pop. How are you, sir?
[Tim Chandler]I'm good, how are you?
[mc chris]I'm great, sir. And you?
[Tim Chandler]Ha...ha...I'm
they're speaking
Mothers grieving
Holding their young as they're leaving
Hoping their lungs are still breathing
Nobody loves with good reason
Who do you
good looking way to good
I ain't got nothing for her but hard times and hard wood
Outside cause you single yeen put up by no man
Trying to live
a child looking forward to morning
Will the sun ever come
Hiding under my bed from screaming
I'm ready for school dishing crashing
When are they leaving
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
ones
By the time I was 19, 20
Had a few albums
And I was producing more
Even hooked up with a band
After we jammed
On a music course
Ironi, the name fit
in love, but I know that this is more than a crush
'Cause you're mine in my brain and it feels so true
I don't mind looking vain to look good for you
Whose side are you leanin' on?
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
Whose side are you
through their Twitter followers, blaggin' em
By the way I've got an album out why don't you check it?
They listened once on Spotify and left it
Forget it
I
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
Jane for that therapy session
Yeah
Single but still looking for cupid
Most of my exes are like frogs the way they jump to conclusions
Don't know where we
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