Lyrics:
do us part
If you like the way we vibing baby you can be down
But tying me around your pinky lady don't even start
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Ok sometimes it seems
much, I don't think I can cry
Get to the top, well of course I'ma try
But for now, it's just blessings that I'm carrying by
Fuck the Henny I'm
Thank you, Thanks
Thanks ok, I appreciate that
Uhm—I go by .onlythefools
But, my friends call me O
And ahhh—I just wanted to perform this
This piece
Dudes talking bout hoes boasting
I was just a Juvenile, moving in Slow Motion
I dropped out of school to be
A dude with mad jewellery
Once I got it, shit
the laws of life
From good nourishment to live real trife
Who get credit for my fucked up start
My life began after James junior's art
Felt like a juvenile
or die
Only way to survive
Then they start judge us
But don't even take a ride
Only got my mother
True love that's by my side
Police pulled me over
Found
(Its True)
Buried in Sand (From His Irrelevance)
Empathetic emptiness heartless
You'll never lose at anything don't start this
Suffocating swallowed
a climb, for you every second was doable
Sneaking out just to talk, our intentions were never juvenile
When you don't hear it often, your tears become so
It's 2official
On 10 grave if i snitch plan ma funeral
Hop out walk me down you know tha usual
I was taught to stay on (shh) since a juvenile
If
y'all ain't keepin' it real
Anybody don't respect, then we
Don't keep it copacetic, uhn
Can't lie, I straight vibe
Roamin' the streets at late night
a six month span,
And August by itself it was a year.
The road of life has many turns,but that don't trouble you when you're young
And there's so many
at the kid
That's when I start bringin' them thangs out (thangs out)
Then we go through the strip hangin' up out the whip
Dumpin' clips off at their whole
[Juvenile]
I'd be a stupid motha fucka if I'm stuck in his pot
I aint waitin to see what nigga out here love me or not
I say I hate em from
was a juvenile
Delinquent with no feelings its the demons trying to help me out
I celebrate by getting faded, Underestimated
They keep on hating, I
sellin' crack cocaine and codeine
Time to stack some paper I gotta do it quick
Thinkin' I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin' wit, yeah
My
Don't y'all know what a hug is?
Rather yell it out and tear you down into nothin'
Momma feelin' like she lack purpose
Why stay married when you buried
And get pced out protection
The by shit cause cliqs sent renim
And have you cut up if you don't pay up
Crips and bloods all along with the caves too,
Lincoln
Peel out on every block -
Wheel rubber still stinkin
Don't run up on me too quick
You better start thinkin
I'll leave you havin a seizure
- that eye
truth
If you like to live, then like to lie
Or else they'll eat you alive
Faults are paid by blood in here
Hearts get broken, brain starts to fear
that you can do for 'em, you feel me
So I just tell 'em please don't act like act, no
All my niggas we the same, please don't act like that
Please
Boo-Ya-Kaa, check my foul and my style
Never on the Isle, bucked shots as a juvenile
A little freestyle fanatic, I shot the rap addict
With
Boo-Ya-Kaa, check my foul and my style
Never on the Isle, bucked shots as a juvenile
A little freestyle fanatic, I shot the rap addict
With
The preacher goes down to the stream
Filling a cup of broken dreams
Guided by faith and a heavy heart
He follows the path back to start
And he said
the streets at midnight, the little terror
Huh, I get better by the letter
A true breed, head to juvenile once more
A twenty bag of funk, shall I say more?
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