Lyrics:
I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Now all you hear is New York this, New York that
Let's keep it real motherfuckers, I brought New York
realistic flow special delivery
Boy it's killing me ain't nothing new under the sun
Sit back listen I tell you how the south was won
With big guns, deep
real niggas
Let us know if it's a problem
We gonna deal with you
Uh, and I can't hold back all these VA niggas
Awhl, I can't hold back
On these
should've brought my love home, girl
And baby, I ain't perfect, you know
The grind has got a tight hold
Girl, come back to me
'Cause girl, you made it
should've brought my love home, girl
And baby, I ain't perfect, you know
The grind has got a tight hold
Girl, come back to me
'Cause girl, you made it
rent it for? (bitch)
Boy you know I’m dropping loads when
I go and swerve the roads
With the rose gold, driving way back to bando
(ayy)
If 12 at the do,
the name but they don't know where to find us
I just died and came back
Nothing was the same baby
I just brought the wraith back
Dollar and a dream baby
I
damn, how bad do you want her Bram
When it's open
And you forget
Who brought you here
Who brought you here
And I'm focused
And the hope is
They notice
’m on
The closer I come, the harder it gets, and then I might Run
Harbored regrets; but I’m so happy we get to have fun
Trust the universe, spit a well suited verse
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
acting funny off that, hey
I’ve been jumping like a bunny gotta make some money off that, hey
Feel it in your chest, in your soul, so I brought it back
readers
And the shirt, it keeps your place
It was a time marked by green tea, because the mere taste of coffee brought you back to my mouth
It brought you
through their heads when they plan this shit I can’t even imagine but
Whatever brought the devil out ’em wasn’t meant to have happened
See, it’s
like Luigi
She's getting wet like it's Fiji
I shoulda brought me a squeegee
Wax on, wax off, I'm finna turn to a boss
Watch out for the double cross
(I
Katy brought my guitar back today
That's how she let me know it's all over
I remember all those nights
Sittin' in the fireplace light
How she
find
I gotta go to get back to the island
Good Bye
I
Brought in that vibe and I won't let em pirate
On my wave own you can see that its vibrant
I just
in such a way that instead of having to Lie awake at nights controlling everything You do it beautifully by trusting the job To everyone else And they
gone, but I'm back now
Yeah
It's a Face style
Yeah
Young niggas
We ain't really have much
We had to get up off our ass, we had to eat and lunch
Niggas
's a cruel place, it's a hard place]
But when you think back to all the great Londoners
William Blake, Charles Dickens, Dick Whittington,
Pearly kings,
don't make me mad
Gave her one task and I swear she brought it back
How this my bad? I jus think bout my stack
Man this my life, when ya die yeen coming
anything happened
Coming back is not possible,
Turning back is not possible,
Back to before anything happened
Brought together by the mistakes of someone
could do it all by yourself
Let me see you do it
Aye
Let me see you do it
Forgot where I been
Only know where I'm going
Got many sins
But my heart
You're ashamed, you wanna come back but you are dead
It aint no safe in a wooden house
Not safe at all, don't you know what I mean?
It aint no safe in
Born in the wild, so many trials, I ain't quit
All the people I robbed, I brought 'em down, I repent (Down)
Dirtied the money, I let it drown, watch it
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