Lyrics:
on one hand
No, no, don't think, please
That I whiner, seeker of sympathy and pity
I don't want you feel sorry for me
Or show any compassion
It's just
Dream about it
Dread about it
Talk about it
Think about it
Dream about it
Dread about it
I need you with me
Cuz I don't know how to recognize
Myself in
a better person
I hope I get to watch you grow from children all the way to amazing adults
But God forbid I don't have that opportunity
I want you to know
the homiez
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin'
You in the mood for some sexual
Let’s talk about everything you and me
Let’s talk about you
I really want to
Let’s talk about me
And how I want you so badly
Let’s talk about him
Let’s
you.
Aha I'm not the kinda fella to marry anybody!
No, even if a girl was foolish enough to want me to,
I wouldn't!
Julie
Don't worry about it,
Knucks I rolls with them B. Boys
B' walkin' round strapped up-up
You can talk that killer shit if you want my niggas
Guarantee that you'll get clapped
The question then
If you just wanna talk about your ex again?
You only ask about me when you want me to ask about you
You go and ask about me 'cause you
walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
And workin' your back until you
walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
And workin' your back until you
(Grrah) , but what about yours? (Ha)
I heard you was dishin' out
Rebars to the young G's, oh lord
(That's washed)
Like what are you fightin' for? (Like
Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
And said, "anybody want to go on up to Greasy Lake?"
It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I
know y'all be rappin' about your life but some shit false (know y'all niggas hear me)
Some shit flawed, and my shit so solid, I won't talk (shh)
And so
enemy number one
Baby face Nelson, ain't nobody else That you know would get the job done, hey, yeah
I'm what they want, I feel like public enemy number
I'm riding in SRTs on RPs wit 223s
How yo bitch in the trap you want me to tell
Her to leave
When she's in the trap begging please
To get on her
her good game
I'm up and you down bro we can't be same
I'm balling on niggas my name is James
Pillow talk about Xeno these niggas some lames
I gotta
sadder than bad
I left her, I said, I want to forget about you, cause I don't want you anymore
I'll be playing music instead and I decided to go to bed
If a nickel bag is sold in the park I want in
In the middle of the night when the spot's not hot
you can find Billy Boy rollin' down your block
that name uhh
I'm bknox bitch
You want the real talk you better call me that
Funny how fast people change up when, you coming up now they call you back
a body to lie on
Nowadays I got girls by the bunches
See I got smart and just roll with the punches
Roll it baby
You got ta go with the flow
cut it out
Cause I don't want people knowing this girl I talk about
I mean these feelings I'm feeling they just keep spilling out
I mean the pain is
know what she want
Lil crackhead told me he want more I know
You talk about opps but they don't know y'all brrr
6ix got the choppa on the left han han
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
.jpg/244px-Portrait_of_Billy_Eckstine,_New_York,_N.Y.,_between_1946_and_1948_(LOC).jpg "Billy Eckstine")
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