Lyrics:
might compose the motion
Them kind moments we ride tom joyner mornings
Car still frozen over
I’m barely old enough to see on the road we coastin’
the the pendant
I been by myself, yeah I been independent
Ain't ask for help, I'm just minding my business
Blind lead the blind, niggas ain't got no vision
don't
the blackbucket hearse
With the rusty grill a chrome
Picking up the homies
We get them one by one
If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda, boy, you cannot come (bump)
I'm gonna burn this place down
Light the halls
And watch it feed the flames
I'm gonna break the walls
I'm gonna burn this place down
Light the halls
super tasty
I think her name was Sara it coulda been Katie
I'm grabbing ring after ring I'm Tom Brady
I got my eyes peeled scene safety
The Puerto Rican
What do you want? Who do you want? Her?
What are you hidin' up here? Oh, cowboy
Laughter music speaks to you every day
But you're too deaf, dumb
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
I'm too hot
Drug
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
I'm too hot
Drug
Unordinary cowboy pulling up in a drop top
Horse power in Ghost hour
Tommy Egan got your girl a flower
I'm cut different from long distance
I don't follow
be in the hall of fame
But that's just the beginning of the plot
The beginning of the plot
I'm moving to the top. Step by step
The wheel keeps
Gregg or my Guy
Uncle Rays on da forklift, rolling right by
I just seen Nobby, bout to link Phil
Mick hail up, when I’m done work big Taylor
Da pretty
halls, you hear the wolves cry
That's where people like me go to die
And I deserve it. My own homeyboys know that I'm worthless
But they don't know I know
that's why he's gettin' sick of me
Yeah, just a bunch of tom foolery
Pharmacy of drugs stay in my little pocket usually
Illicit substances, I'm lovin'
play them all real soon
Call them hoes, we hit in Cancoon, get them a room
At the Radison over Madison
I'm imaginin? somewhere down the line
I'm'a have
I think I talk too much
Cos when we went for food at that place by Tom's Bar
We got those dirty looks
You said how could I forget, you always take
Um Wayne's World
I'm the cashier I change girls
You can go up my crane girl
And I'm a go down that drain girl
Hey ah midnight cowboy
My flow's
Um Wayne's World
I'm the cashier I change girls
You can go up my crane girl
And I'm a go down that drain girl
Hey ah midnight cowboy
My flow's
Days Of 49
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Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
squeeling
Without the mac, naked and nervous is how Im feeling
But when I got the strappy Im the calmest catty in the building
So dont tempt me boy
Acting Tom
thoughts I just can't resist
I'm not impressed by your favorite rappers bars
Money clothes hoes and flashy ass cars
Promise you not hot as you think you are
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
'til dawn
Fucked the words up to your favourite song
Turn the tv when the movie's on
I can't be left all by myself too long
Telling weak jokes that we
what I'm gon' do to 'em
He killed Keith, I knew that playa since he was small
When he used to ball, and mess with Polly down the hall
Now he ghost,
is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when
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