Lyrics:
to the table
You ain't eating if your
Friends ain't eating with
Dickheads, '09 take me back
I lost two grand last week
And didn't make it back
And teachers
've left this room as the smoke clears.
I'd hope so had you,
But I guess, makes two of us that knew.
You wouldn't make it through.
12. The End
That's what you shoulda did before that nigga bust, huh
Feel like I missed my little brother growing up
Feel like my little brother missed his brother
love letter, and you start to think of me
I hope he cannot fuck you better, cause you always think of me
I hope that when you fuck him, you always say
but there's still different levels
Hope you know that I went and changed and now I know what's better
She want me to change her last name but I don't do
loud but i'm weary. They proud of me, I feel it
They say it, I hope its real shit uhh
Lyrics like a trip you took when you were seven
Wide open eyes
(yeah) yeah, Shallah Raekwon
It's the God Father Pt 2, Self esteem
(Lex Diamond) Plus degree (Uh, huh)
(Raekwon) Add on to my attribute
(Star HMG,
lungs explode
I look for my brother
Where is my brother
Inside this dark shroud?
My imaginary friend
Where are you now?
So much doubt
The sounds of our
to show you love every time I reload
Think of you every time I speak though
Thoughts by the kilo, I had to listen to see those
Who matter the most, feel
you catching on? Ay
I feel like (Whoo!)
I feel like (Whoo!)
I wouldn't wanna be (You!)
Gimme one (Whoo!)
Gimme two (Whoo! Whoo!)
That's a (Duplex!)
I
makin' love songs
(Are you ready? Are you ready?)
Baby, I'm just rappin' to this LSD
(Here we go, let's do this, 1, 2)
1, 2, 3, go!
It started in
makin' love songs
(Are you ready? Are you ready?)
Baby, I'm just rappin' to this LSD
(Here we go, let's do this, 1, 2)
1, 2, 3, go!
It started in
you wouldn't believe it
But the two Cuban women said
They had a brother who worked in architecture
And needed someone who worked in Autocad
said that I do this
For my Dad but I do
I do this for my older brother too
It went from us seeing Chris to
Me and Mum seeing you
Now two brothers in
're a bit too much
Some times but I still
Cared about you
Even in high school
Don't wanna go
But I bet she loves me
Fucking watch me
Get fucked up
(Ahhhhh)
like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I don't lose you
For your eyes only
For your eyes
For your eyes only
For
, love, love, mmm (Is it love, is it love)
Is it love, love, love, mmm (Is it love, is it love)
I'm realizing that I can't be everyone you want
I feel like
I loved you
But you said you gave no fucks
So, it's see you in 2,000 years
I hope you live it up
Cause it's not the way we go
Not the way we run
a message
And you better hope that I get it
I been rolling this shit called amnesia
I'm smoking this shit
Cause I'm trying forget cha
And I got some angels
influenced by what you are doin'
I thought I was doin' the most then someone said to me
Nigga why you babysittin only two or three shots?
I'ma show you
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
losing bro worse
Look
Y'all want materialistic fuck that I'm making you feel it
My brother killed himself before I even knew I could kill it
I woke up in
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