Lyrics:
state lines
Go rogue, waste time, new day, same night
Always cash out, ATM
I keep fetti in my vision
She slide through, hit my dm
Fuck all night, no
got a big ass like nicki and it shake good
Like beyoncé he want a bad island girl
To go and suck his dick
Island girls do it better than most
Do their best to hide it
Divide us up by our skin color
Try to make us hate each other
Silence is not my choice
So let them hear our voice
Not about
it's all the same to me
I show love, I get love, yup, and that remains to be
I'm walkin' to the whip and I'm stumblin'
For Marshawn Lynch with my
Here a twister comes, here comes a twister
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was (letting the days go by)
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
Hello?
Not from the top, I wait till the beat drop
Let's feel back it
Cause it's that lil' space right there
Grraa, grrraa, ayy
Can't do shit like
Here a twister comes, here comes a twister
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was (letting the days go by)
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
And if that nigga don't wanna help, fuck it
Do it by yourself
But put in effort to better your situation
If not for y'all, then do it for the baby
Of mackin', trappin'
Or crackin' a head with a baseball bat
When I'm attackin' the mic
There ain't no competition
Not because I'm winnin' but we
On the same
mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy
Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae
With weight so they weigh
when he came in
I wanted to pull out the N9ne milli and bash his brains in
Grr, you know how Brotha Lynch will do it
Walk up on a nigga with 2 blades
I don't want to go in the cart!
CUSTOMER: Oh, don't be such a baby.
MORTICIAN: I can't take him...
DEAD PERSON: I feel fine!
CUSTOMER: Oh, do us
go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime,
do their investigations
And these are some of their Revelations
Terragrigia was a catastrophe
Burnt to a crisp by the FBC
Hopefully Morgan will go
and awe, she amazed, surmised
And Dali paints a ghastly night
Ghostly by accounts of those men who write
Imagine what we'd do if no one knew
What's red is
and virtue
And the people that'll hurt you
Drug addicts, ex-convicts
Living in a world surrounded
By these conflicts
So many too many to mention
You can feel
a coke head if it's financed by the Koch brothers
Turn a pussy-ass nigga to a sweeter diva
Do a pap smear, give em a disease as unique as Zika
Pardon my
like a man
All them boys fans, nowadays them same niggas custos
Jumping out the back, I want the front door
Time come, I pop a nigga, I ain't cutting
ME
BUT SHE MAD I GOT SWAG OF MY DAD
ITS CHEMISTRY
WHAT ME AND G DA G DO IN THE LAB
ITS CRAZY
WHAT THESE NIGGAS WILL DO FO SOME CASH
SAME REASON
WHY
pimps too ask Jay Z
Go tell your ghostwriter this is how you do this shit
I made this song in 3 hours, go on and quit
My therapist got me fucked up
I
right
I go columbine if she do me shiest
I don't do everything right
I'm misunderstood
And if I could be perfect, by now I prolly would
Two things I don't
From the slaveship to the chain
From the task master's whip to my brain
Kidnapped, enslaved, raped
And killed by the lynch clan
Again and again
Is it
Everything we ever do fits on a 7 inch screen
Just don't watch a film on it or David Lynch will scream
Plug in your watch and your wallet and your
They had a shootin' last night
At the Lincoln hotel where'd he go?
Who will they get to defend them
Jones or Bell? They both good
Who fix the best
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