Lyrics:
Every night, every day
Trouble right around the way
People talking like they know me
But they don't know a thing
By the grace of my God
I wouldn't be
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you and He's frowning too
Because only God knows what
the world, a couple times
We only rolling pearls, all the time
Hold up, I need to take a call for another line
I'ma try find my way back home
Now I'm feeling
the other wilted women
Who lit candles by the river and talked to themselves out loud
On the way home in the bleary grey dark October fog
I swore I saw
an honor
To be considered as someone with potential to conquer
King Tud but the kingdom's still way over yonder
A yandere motherfucker
I'm on my Kanye shit
I
(onnnnnesss)
Thumbin through dollars and don't play bout one
Countin racks by one til the day I'm done (day I'm done) x2
Verse 2:
Bitch I'm on the way with
I'm a street nigga
All I ever wanted was a plug
And I never had no budget
'Cause I got it out the mud
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Fly shit only
I be
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
made it here all by my lonely so don't come hating on me
I'm from a place where we won't all make it home
And you can't save your homies
I told you I was
Ten long miles, from a long way home
I'm headed downtown cause I'm workin' on this lil mixtape
With no fillers, no throwaway songs, hopin' that this
worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing
memory?
My warmth will live on
For evermore
I should go
At this point
The earthborn will seek to travel
To his earthly home through a
Lucid dream
He hopes
'cause I'm back
Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks
I never liked your ass, by the way, 'cause you're wack
Give a dog a bone so
Mike
I don't understand, why you are treating me like you do
I think its best if we both go our seperate ways & groove
[Bridge]
I can't be here
(Knowin
to give you a prime example
Where my gangstas at? Where my dimes at?
Where my nickels and dimes at?
45's Mac 10's and nines at?
9 times out of 10 half
long
Nigga I'm stoned. But I'm 'bout to bring it home
Now how many wanna match with me
Know you niggas can't match with me
Nigga came with the half for
the L.A River
On the concrete a symbol of out everyday way
It's that color and concentration over heavy gray
And by the time the ink dries on this page
purpose, just this routine
Hour by hour, running out the clock
And somehow it keeps on ticking
This home is now devoid
Of half the joy that it once held
knife
You knew my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
Only
Black chick white guy, does it mean shit, maybe?
I don't know but yo, it never fazed me
But either way here's one tale
Of two like that and what
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Feels like I'm going half-crazy
But I still want you, baby
Cause I'm on the ride of my life
I feel stupid when you don't pick up your phone
And I
on doubting things?
It's crazy how time flies by and friends turn into your enemies
How you gonna hate me now when we're all in this World War 3
There's way
under dogs
I know Lane, and Chris just talked about this
But I don't think it's been beat home enough
Howie Roseman, A few years ago
Was relinquished all
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