Lyrics:
if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other
if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
THE LADY
Last night was mad real
We had plans to fuck the city up
You know we did, we do what we want
Extendo mags, my shooters light you up (Yeah)
Last
comin up the reel with the wicked
Two felony convicted, college ?verbisin?
Murderin, open up your guts kid, what?
I'm diesel like three fifty,
keep my piece so sweet, yeah, nice and warm
And all he could feel, was this love, baby
I don't give a fuck about what they think, what they say
They
with a shot two or three
Yeah I’m in the zone
I like to mix rose mo’ with ma Patron
The only life I know put that in a song
So take two birds forty in
I ain’t really feeling your energy
So we gon kill this and do the eulogy
This relationship can’t have two of me
All this is feeling new to me
What I
Ten and Two
I'm on 285 tryna Head to You
High as Hell, on the Henny too
I Should be in bed by now
I think I got a headlight out
Goin slow mo but
what I want
Why would I worry bout them
If I don't give no (fucks)
Bitch better lower your tone, when you talk to me
Respect your elders
Remember,
walk right
I use 2's by 2's
Like I'll you stupid
Toilet paper niggas streets up,
When It's time for me to use it
Take a picture of my hair cut
My
talk to n*****
Conversation with the coke we be choppin' it up
Never step on it it do not got no cut
He got shot so what I do not give a fuck
Fuck that
ya n***a wanna be; baby I'm just being me (I'm being me)
So it don't matter how much you front
No denying that I'm what you want
'Cause I-I go hard
that shit
It make me sick these days
They call me the future these days
See y'all see the future these days
What the fuck you can y'all do to my crew
that shit
It make me sick these days
They call me the future these days
See y'all see the future these days
What the fuck you can y'all do to my crew
the mud then you ending up dead
I'm seeing right through you I came with an X-ray better be guarded so get you some lead
Fuck what you heard now this what
(Tha Biz Tha Bizness) let 'em die
Dead black Hippy
We don't give a fuck hell nah, nigga
This conglomerate so cool, Rock
We could freeze LA, nigga
bitch jackin' 'em,
Have they maw dressed in all black singin' a melody around this bitch
(What, fuck it, where them niggas at then) What's happenin'
(Man
two won′t go
Three into two won't go
I drive by your house late at night
Just to see if your old man′s car's at home
I′m tired of calling and hanging
guess what that note said
When I hope still like me but I go both ways
And then I say Oh, then I say Okay
Stabbed them up and got the fuck like my name
her waist pull her in I know she want me to say it
Couple old flames that i started lighting up
Was always us two so they stopped inviting us
I don't
Freddie Gangsta Gibbs nigga
(ugh, yeah let's do it)
Verse 2, time to show these muthafuckas
What I'm made of
And give the industry somethin'
That they
When you wanna hit assailing,
Bust it open on the floor.
I never had coffee, I'm not a popo,
But you know you got to squeeze,
I got you two
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