Lyrics:
the life that I live
CrushKeg
And we rollin' up big
And we gon' dig your hole
Know we do that shit by ourselves
On for days
Put that shit up on my grave
You
all ?
I can brave storms and tides
Dig in your past, by your side
I hoped you would leave your pride
But you never tried at all
I'll keep inside our
vibe
With ma dawgs in the back
Cruisin' down whyte ave
Tell 'em this where it's at
Everybody's now looking like a foe
I can't trust so I battle alone
validation I’m calibrating
Give respect don’t have to chase it
OGs can fuck themselves if need be
Shit I dare masturbate ‘em
Not craft, kill anyone in his path
do down south
(Hundred dollar bills?) with furniture in they mouth
If you like it, I love it, when its dry as a drought
If you dig it, I dug it, be
've been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
can't lord knows I've tried
Deal with problems all by myself
Cause I don't know if anybody care
It's cool put the blame on me but I ain't dig this hole by
I
Feel so so down again
So low I call the ground a friend
Bury me where I lay
I dig myself an early grave
Sitting in silence but it's still seeming
I'm just so tired of hurting
And sometimes it's all too much
When every wound takes its toll
I'll just be silently waiting
For death by a thousand
right, act like you know the deal
I think about you, wanna eat you, you my favorite meal
It's a cold world, but when I'm close to you, I love to chill
get mad
You know my love is greater
But, I'll dig you later
Chorus
'I can dig it' > repeated six times
with gradually decreasing emphasis
breathe you either speak up or forever hold a piece and where I'm from they'd rather die than hold a piece
Piece by piece take it back it got dismantled
I say nothing was the same, I told Bazon I'm in the fuckin' clouds
I can't rebuild no bridge if I ain't the reason that it's burnin' down
He sheisty
know I can’t send no more
She can’t hold it back, she nasty, hi
It's nice to meet you
She fuck on me like a savage
Sing on it like Anita
We pull up in
about graphic design and advertisement
Or miscellaneous shenanigans of your devisement
I'd be happy to be available for consignment
This is Alex by
love
And baby I can guess the rest
Well now I don't read that daily news
'Cause it ain't hard to figure
Where people get the blues
They can't dig what
The right time is the night time.
I wait `til it's late and I can concentrate,
making love by the light of the moon.
So when it's way past nine, get ready for
heart just leaks
Oh I know
I'm going in circles and I'm making a rut
Oh I know
Eventually you'll dig my grave and I'll be stuck
It's a one way street
feel like maybe you played me
Maybe it's all by design
I know you been there and done that shawty I'm just trynna give you good time
Bitch how the fuck
I know how to hold a grudge
I can send a bridge up in smoke
And I can't count the people I've let down, the hearts I've broke
You ain't gotta dig
round the poolroom nigga
It ain't nothin', let me have a dollar"
"Can I have a dolla? One dolla"
"One dollar"
"How much? A dollar"
"One dollar"
a full spectrum of flavors that's robust
Hustle in the same industry I don't trust
I know California dig it like a gold rush
And worldwide no retreat,
or if it's
Mental ??asymetrics?? that makes me so electric
By spontaneous combustion an explosion is expected
A walking time bomb that can't be
or if it's
Mental ??asymetrics?? that makes me so electric
By spontaneous combustion an explosion is expected
A walking time bomb that can't be
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