Lyrics:
that like to bake
I heard my homie fake, cut em off he turnt to snake
But I'm still saying thanks
Cause I wouldn't be standing by myself
Shoutout to my
gonna stop (Til This Day)
If you ain't know, can't fold
Back is where I can't go nooo
I was told that I wouldn't see twenty by a pastor
Who saw me
keep it cool (keep it cool)
Then go bananas on the mic Shure give me two
Like his trademark one for me one for you (yeah)
Share fruits of my labor with
'Cause baby we go way back
Me and you and this town
We been through it you could say that
I'm still the same ol' boy in love
With the same ol' flame
Said I wouldn't fill up my lungs with it now I'm on it again for weeks
Back at it again for weeks(oh yeah), I'm tryna rack in the payload
Last year I
And if you had a chance-ah
You wouldn't even stop denying,
Go talk to Anna Hand.
Go start the multiplyin'
Owwww
Blah!
Red
Green is like
a X-Ray
I can bless the beat just perfectly don’t need no pro tube
But I like the sound yea when I play it back just like it’s YouTube yea
Yea i’m speeding
They said I wouldn't be shit, so fuck it, I had to go hard again (fuck it)
300, Sparta man (Sparta)
I'm a barbarian (barbarian), I'ma get my revenge
when the girls go by is,
Why am I so fly
I don't know, but uh
[Chorus: x2]
I go by the name of Bow Weezy and,
All the other lil'homies be easy
Race
I ain't changing no Pace
I'm still praying on daily Base
Now I go hard by Anymean's
By Anymean's
I love it
Yeah
I promise to always rep my city, especially where I'm from (go)
When come back to the hood and put you on, you don't owe a crumb (no)
Just put lil'
I won't forget your love, you held me down wouldn't let me give up
I won't forget your love, stuck by my side when the times were tough
I won't
shit was meant to be
20 gold chains on, shit I think I'm Mr. T
If I could live my life again I wouldn't do it differently
Prolly bring my father back
fine
Everytime we let go
Moving on with life
Wondering why we let go
Wouldn't work it out
Cause of pride and ego
Never looking back
Now were two strange
the whole club go back, eh
Bend the knees, jig 'em bring this one back back, eh
Like a swagger mom, bring on this track, eh
Massive attack, mm massive
the numbers stuffed up in my jeans, yeah
Tell that girl to back-back, gotta stack racks (hey)
No, I can't go out sad, can't go out bad, yeah
I told that girl
of ruff Ryder's
In the Back of the black Honda
If you stay ready you ain't got to get ready Baby that is my mantra
And I'll take a Jane Kennedy way before
Everyday I was working through the hurt
I wouldn't let her
See what was going on
I was trying to be strong
I just really wanted her to feel better
So there
behave yourself bruh and step back, ah
I'm giving' headaches, brains vibrate, got 'em shook
Earthquake wouldn't disrupt the form nah I'm all good
Are you
a man here want go that distance
Make you fall down, seeing love now when I sashay
Wonderin' about what witch doctor say yeah
Back in line, go your way
(Dolly Parton)
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I've tried concealing
When he left he promised me he'd be back by the time it
me wanna go
To the other side
Make it homicide
Yeah
Kilt by depression
Yeah
I said been kilt by the pressure
To be successful
Need some help trynna
I make beats make you lean and bop your head back
All in good time keep it 90 with a slap back
No Snapbacks got baseball caps for days
I'm blocking
to black
So I'm back here once again, so I'm back here once again!
Can I ever make a change? Will my heart begin to mend?
Would you love me if I go? It
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