Lyrics:
Comin down the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock
Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Gotta Hold Me Down Baby)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(Uh)
You Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Never Know Right?)
Cuz
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
, down, down, down, down
Twice the pride, double the fall
How can a messenger of God
Become unflawed
Perfected by affiliation
Pride is nurtured under
Can't feel my chest or rest my nigga (fuck)
I really wanna think less my nigga
Wishing life was more painless my nigga (fuck)
Feel like my heart is cold
Step by step, heart to heart, left, right, left
We all fall down
Step by step, heart to heart, left, right, left
We all fall down like toy
Step by step, heart to heart, left, right, left
We all fall down
Step by step, heart to heart, left, right, left
We all fall down like toy
times I fall victim to distractions
Fuck all them words what’s the moves to make it happen
Less talking more actions
Less talking more actions
Too many
of them niggas is finna get whacked
I sip Wock', I don't sip 'gnac
Paranoid in the car, can't sit back
I do more Percs than Lil Gotit
Ask about Pap'
They
(How you livin' on your block?) Mines is hot
(How you livin' on your block?) I got it locked
(What's goin' down on your side?) Who got shot?
Same
less to do with me
More to do with self love and the things you couldn't see
Friends dropping off, outside opinions that nothing to do with me
And these
versions
Of Tiktokers, I'm just observing
And it's disturbing
Cuz I'm guilty by more than a count
Unreleased music more than I can count
I deserve it
Cuz
me that I can’t remember the conversation but that irritating itch in my brain
Made me think of a man who taught me about Mexican Muralism
His name is
can't appreciate the countless sunrises over the countless mountains. And they don't waste their time to decide which is more important to the picture:
When all your love is lost
And burning bridges can't be crossed
Lord won't you let me know
Or give me one more reason to go
When all your love is
surrounded by body guards
Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard
Thinking you're the white hot man of the hour
But you just can't
Cause that right there means much more
Apart from that, I care less
I really hope you up for it, cause I could be a true pest
Don't get me all worked up
talks, stocks, real estate and equity
You fake Pat Beverlys
Always tryna shut down Russ
You foul, stay the fuck from 'round us
'Cause you can't fuck
stand up
And some battles that's gon sit me down
Battles that i understand
And battles i can't figure out
Battles with my sleep patterns
Since i barely
turn up is seeing people run down
It's messed up but I don't see no one react oh boy
Music critics saying gimme substance
Abeg abeg jor who that one epp
(How you livin' on your block?) Mines is hot
(How you livin' on your block?) I got it locked
(What's goin' down on your side?) Who got shot?
Same
The more time goes by, the more life happens
And we gotta be men, we got responsibilities
Plus we don't say how we feel, and I feel like this is what got
that literally you got more problems in Little Italy, Sadam was just Little League
The man on top there, him haffi fall down
For how him got there, him
Black
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black, Black
Black, Black (They mad cuz my car is black)
Black, Black, Black, Black (Can't fuck with a broad if she
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