Lyrics:
one day I'd like to look back
Think about what could've happened
Ain't got time to understand all of the nuance in your actions
Ain't got mine from no
Or holler when you feelin’ proper
Tides is high, moon is low
Ee i oh, ee i oh
Flowers bloom, by your toes
Ee I oh, ee I oh
I’m falling into you
Never thought
And a yeller of your threats
Ain't no tryna scale me back
I checked your balance, you in debt uh
No malice, was tryna spark a plug with you
But the extension
of the ocean
What do I got to do to break a sweat and get back on to you
When can I come back into the room
Is he still on top of you
Stay here
I don't know if
I swing wildly back and forth between
Missing you the way that I thought we were
And just… never wanting to go back to that again, but
Part of me,
and take
I am vengeance, I am pain
And I will leave you in disgrace
Motherfucker you'd be dead by now
If I was half as bad as you say
So it all come down
what you gained back
No more suffering
This verse is about to puncture me
Life is such a privilege
But your love was a luxury
None of us deserved it
knees
Jack, get back, come on before we crack
Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose
You're playing so cool
Obeying every rule
Deep way down in
that you're the shit
Your stomach fulla nut and just flushed a baby
Ya dumb fuckin' bitch yo ya must be crazy
So get back in your place ya little bitch I
your man, know his game, don't be ashamed from where you came,
If you ask me, I'd rather have money than fame.
We got the crazy crew
You think you
bumpin Ghetto D by P and C and the Shock kid
Cuz most of what's on the radio today is just dog shit
My shit is so cited, I pressed it in braille
Got Helen
ordered it
You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with
Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit
Gun shots at your
ain't got no back?
(I don't know, yo, he must be kinda wack)
What is paper to a nigga if the nigga don't stack?
(Yo, why the hell you askin me that?)
and whisper every time
Now we got the whole hood buzzin' now
They said it?d never happen
But we knew it would happen back then
Down though the fire, down
duke got banged
We all ready for these wars
We all want more, these the last days (get yours)
Thirty-two shots inserted in Glocks, you heard it for
duke got banged
We all ready for these wars
We all want more, these the last days (get yours)
Thirty-two shots inserted in Glocks, you heard it for
met you by the lake
I still sit there and wait
Because
If you ever wanted me back
That’s the first place you’d go
You’d go
How'd you throw it all away
you 'less it's something to hold
When the going gets nasty you be back on your own
Got a list of all these numbers and still no one to phone
Gotta
havin' problems trying to tame your chick
And I know it makes you sick, see me in the six
With your chick bumpin' my shit singing high pitched
She on her
so I guess I didn't need ya
A sharpshooter like a 3 and D
I'm startin' beef with MC's, back in business like I'm EMPD
Yeah
It's alright tonight
Keep
glistenan
You ain't watchin the Pistons inside your dot six'n
You got a hot chicken who never stops lickin
I smoke the hash to ashes, my click be draggin
the stove off
I had the world in my palm
Can't make the wrong mistake, I'd drop the ball
I couldn't get your call I was sliding with my brothers
Remember we
Watch your back for the crazed butt-stabber!
I'm so brave! That doesn't matter!
Punch him straight in the Gabba Gabba!
Gotta go fast, go faster faster!
of government cheese lest they barely make it by
Here the streets never dry if you know the right guy
But you better not flinch if shawty with the wavy 16 inch
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