Lyrics:
homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight
Carry
way Stumpy and D-Ray
Somebody gotta eat, might as well be
Me and my seed, well B let's see
How quickly we can turn this kid
In the brand new verse I
stood
As the undisputed champ yea I continue to fight
I'm gonna rep for my fam as I'm claiming my crown
As I rep for the state that's holding it down
No
do it to me
You can do it to me, you can do it to me
(yeah)
What we did was a one man show
If I seem to act strange and wild
That's just the way I can
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
to thank you, baby
I just want to stop, just to thank you, baby, yes I do
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
Well I'm
eyes
She say that she ready to ride, like Bonnie and Clyde
By my side, it's do or die
It's never no misconception
I'm speaking in your direction
Just
a finger in her booty if she like it (like it)
I'll look at her in the eyes when I pipe it (pipe it)
She my little filthy white chick (chick), my psychic
mean the snap
Gonna live my life don't care where you at
Dissing my mum you cant handle the facts
Nah i'm not shook by a threat to attack
Gonna give
and the streets
I was raised by the pain that I keep
No sheep now I'm not herdin no burderns till it's curtains now my purpose is just burning
I've been high for
I told we gonna hook that makaveli up
It's me and my niggas
Either you ride with us or collide with us
Yeah Mother fucker its as simple as dat
Bad boy
that it causes
You not gonna find love by hooking up with some random girl you meet in a closet
I bet it's exhausting
Freedom ain't free, it came with
the fake and there's the real and you ain't foolin' me, nigga
Lotta money to be made out here, just who gonna get it?
In a class of my own, I don't see no
gonna be okay at home"
But it's a hot night
Let's talk about the sign of the times
Politics
And the plight of a revolutionary soul singer
It's
the fountain
Lion lounging
If I'm hungry I'm pouncing
Taking it back to the way that I used to
Pressing the juice out like I'm fruitful
Pour it into you too
Fall
go so hard I could make it melt
I mean the flow so solar every bar
Could power an electric car
My, my, my, whips is side-by-side
He just talkin',
set
I was young, didn't even hit my teens yet
E a rapper but he always killed it when the scene set
Hit it bald, give a call and now she Mr. Clean
floors, next week it's the fries
So stick by his side
I know there's dudes ballin', and yeah, that's nice
And they gonna keep callin' and tryin', but you
6am on the dot
Made my way to the pot
(Aye)
Had to piss
Yeah a lot
Killed time with a plot
(SUGg terms)
Still dark but it's another day
Thanking God
blame it on you
Or blame it on the world there's no excuse for the things we do
Life's a maze I'll be amazed if I find my way through
One, two, tell me
seniority
Yet in the world of nations
Whites are the minority
This doesn't balance out for no nation
Check it, the UN is like the world plantation
There's
hating, cause imma keep spitting the way I do like it or not
Cause i'm not aiming for the top, not taking head shots
You get the picture, focus, I got
be my boo thang
I might just make her my new thing
But it's a certain way I do things
I gotta get it I'm about mine
The racks only bringing me new pain
more than a side dish she’s flavor, the haters gonna hater but you know they gonna love her
I gave her my soul went In it no rubber
The stares are
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