Lyrics:
GARÇONS, but with a broken heart
Tote a tool like it's autozone, rage turned me to a shark
They left me all alone, EightBallD, I rep the dark
I go by eight
the colour and the hue
Broadcast by the empathy machine
And if you furnish the wood for me, I
I'll furnish the nails
And if you furnish the tools for me, I'll
But I had enough uh
Niggas don't like to call bluff
That tool make you k from a puff
Yeah I had enough
In the field watching for cuffs
To keep it real I
tool make tha boy run
Smoke tha boy up like a damn blunt
And I cannot fuck wit a thottie bih
Only unless she a naughty bih
Pull out a 30 and I know you
to trial, I'll never cop a plea
Coolin by myself when I don't rap I try to smoke in peace
We use tools to fix our problems we not with that net talkin'
You
the rest you didnu0027t let me
Can you let me
Let me lead you to it
Itu0027s drilling I ainu0027t talking bout a drive by
Or the tool they say theyu0027re
TCG
cnd on God we be on our godly shit
Rolling up dank getting high
Medicated off the trees
clways keep a tool by reach
Cuz nigga be tweaking and shit
Aye ima do this just like GT did that veeze bag
This that est bag
King Space N****
N***** get snaked out by they homie and still be cool
I'm the type
porch to be discovered by ya mother
Getting ready with my tools I'm gonna show you all this pain
Thought that I'd be clean with it I'll let the blood rain
strengthened my soul
Yeah He gave me the spiritual tools I need to utilize in life
Yeah I got the tools to spit the truth to represent Christ
And it's Christ who
was all by design, imma decline, everything not meant for me
Shawty wanna fuck in the Jeep, she brought her best friend to compete
Spent 40k up
(ahoy)
Don't drop the tool me boy
Or you will end up in the pool me boy (ahoy)
I live by no rules me boy
you could walk off of the plank me boy
Bitch we
like bitches by the twos
I-I like my guns by the twos
Save a hoe you gone get used
Spark on me ill blow a fuse
G-glock on me boy its my tool
You know my
I'm always last to lose
I'm always last to lose
I'm always last to lose
I'm always last to lose
At night you wanted to be me
By day you faked
a fool by not keeping a tool
I got a lot to loose and my hands be filled with pateks
And if you talking all crazy you getting beat in the neck
Fine girl all I ever want is you
If I be mechanic you go be my tool
Ife ibu na azu enwero di part two
Iga anu Henny ka ichoro Azul
Make your order
not
This is the message
I hope you understand by now
For mass ascension
We need the world to rise
You're given the tools to find out what your purpose
knots
Breathing slow we liftin' trauma slowly
I'm there for me that's all that counts
Make yo booty bounce
Lion pounce water by the ounce
Dare I say, come
I could slut her out
Okay cool, (cool)
Told shawty you know that I'm cool with this shit
I walked in this bih with my tool
I'm trying to take a nigga
the freeway just having a cruise
Hit you and ran who are you gonna sue
I'll blast at you dude you are just a fool
Aye bruh
Hand me my tool
Me and this dude we
Chaos
Formed by nothing
Present on everything
Before the abyss
Becoming the void which cannot be destroyed
The God of creation
The first revelation
decisions got me going flat line
Brick by brick I had to use my tools
Had to swing out those moods
Had to swing out those moods
Brick by brick I had to use my
tools, don't listen to the fools
Trying to be a firefighter
Make this world a little brighter
But you got to play by the rules
Use the right tools, don't
sleep in peace at the night fall
It's better off a penniless fool than a soul sucking tool
I woke up early this day in 2012
Rushing to the basement
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