Lyrics:
That boy' some prick you know?
All up in my hair
Thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go no where
For the next thing I knew
I was awakened with my hands in chains
There was a man with a gun
And he said don't bother son
You'll have plenty of time
on the couch in their underpants
Jeff #2 had three kids to take care of
And one day he saw an advertisement by chance
Whether you're remembered or forgotten by
far away
On a holiday, I didn't have to pay
Just be there
All I had to do was be there
Sugardaddy comes with his pockets full of fun
Oh,
far away
On a holiday, I didn't have to pay
Just be there
All I had to do was be there
Sugardaddy comes with his pockets full of fun
Oh,
every day through the rain the sleet and the cold
I've seen the nights when my daddy would cry
For the things that his family would need
But all he ever
kept
My new bitch wrote our name in cement but don't forget
There was a moment where the time stood still
Things you let me feel in the house by the hill
wish I was there
Loving all over your body with your legs in the air
This could be us
What are you waiting for
You deserve everything that you want
(attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck
but freed by the Lord
And now fear can't hold you down
Fear attacks so many times every single day
You feel as if there's no way out like a lion in
yellin that he tellin get to me, no surprise, nigga
"Prince of peace must hear our plea"
"Told life you'd be back" "There you were"
"Prince of peace
Moving on to Owain and I'm say we'd all agree
When that man gets ketty or he's lost in on MD
Or he's smoked all of the weed again and is splayed out
the next bullet end up?
There is no funeral procession
Going on here today
Unless it’s led by Fred Wesley
Gardner trumpeting a lively version
When
There?s a little girl playing dress up
Somewhere under all that lace
Standing in her momma?s high heels shoes
With a lipstick covered face
of the gun
And it's faster than snakes or the blink of an eye
And it's a time for all slow men to die
And his eyes get squinty and his fingers twitch
As he
God knows it's a crime,
God knows there's gonna be no more water
But fire next time.
[Bridge #1:]
God didn't call it treason,
God didn't call it
When I was staying in California
This was about 2013-2014
I was like 11 or 12 at the time
It was when I had first moved there
Anyways, my grandad
believe her pretty feet walked over me
All over me
It's not on me, it's all on you
There comes a time to speak the truth
So you can see me when I leave
The same ol' thing (all over the world)
The same ol' thing (got to get 'em with it)
The same ol' thing (MCs out there got)
The same ol' thing (so
on the trigger
My mother's always stressin' I ain't living right
But I ain't goin' out without a fight
See, every time my eyes close
I start sweating and blood
on the trigger
My mother's always stressin' I ain't living right
But I ain't goin' out without a fight
See, every time my eyes close
I start sweating and blood
and sold out shows
Make you wonder who is this, ya
(Who is this?)
The boy possessed by all his dreams
To make 'em work until he screams
Like he ain't got no
Know where we headed
There's no time for us to slow up
Hit my brother Los
He said its time for us to load up (load up)
We always move in silence
Don't
I don't remember much about geography
There was a girl who sat right behind me
We passed notes in class all through my freshman year
I still remember
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