Lyrics:
the reasoning for being lenient
And won't give you the chance for anything but obediance
He got that from his drunk old man
Heavy-fisted bag of piss used to throw
so gifted
Anything that you would tell me I'd roll with it
Love is a gamble and I am so finished
Bae I feel like I have said it already but it's so
you never knew the....
Time when you're a sinner, when you're wrong by the reason that you don't come home.
Days of the season, when you're alone, but
patient
I take it day by day
But what’s today but another day wasted
See the problem is, with a song like this
Is there’s six different women getting
dick god damn he so thick
I beat on his meat then I tickle his feet
Dick is so big imma take a seat (sheesh)
That's how I rock it
My hand in his pocket
my dick just like that boy
Talkin' noise with all of my homeboys
Then we go back to school, yeah
(Her titties bigger than they were last summer,
that you cant loose
This is a warning to get your min right
Choose the right path or sink on sight
You might lose if you make the wrong move
Find
you was wrong, I never could belive that that was true
You was with me forever, you could check my rest in peace tattoos
See me and see and P
the world with just rhymes
This gotta work I mean this my only lifeline
Long as you can hear what I see in my mind
Possibility is there as long as there is
to go,
How I wish that I could see a show,
But here I wait with no one to call me dear,
The one I love is many miles from here.
Central, give me
Anything without you
Couldn't be life at all
I could be lyin' on
You are the only one
We didn't make it by chance
And there is someone
Belonging
Someday, boy, you'll reap what you've sown
You'll catch a cold and you'll be on your own
And you will see that what's wrong with me
Is wrong with
Someday, boy, you'll reap what you've sown
You'll catch a cold and you'll be on your own
And you will see that what's wrong with me
Is wrong with
the slums, like I was just there the other day
Watch the eyes in the skies never surprised by their lies
Entwined with our lives they want to poison our minds
throwin' on my dick, I told that bitch, throw it on my mans
Walk up in the club, I keep my stick, I take flicks with the fans
Cardi loafin', he ain't have
at his grave
And I promised you my G I'd be here one day
But it seems like you the one up there making a way
And I'm grateful for the people that been by
go pro on the dick, get it?
There's no one like you
I can't wait for the nights with you
I imagine the things we'll do
I just want to be loved by you
the future it is here
With the advent of this mechanical ear
And vocal recognition technology
She'd make me feel heard
Hang on my every word
All my friends
Bonaparte meets Joan of Arc
(Shh) we're both fightin' the sea, this is Noah's ark
We're lovers with a broken past, grow apart
Most things that last have
No holding back lay your armour down
No need for that if you just relax
You can tell me anything
I'm ready to be everything
I love it when you seem
it's never good enough
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
As I hurry to be by her side
I ask a thousand times, why oh why
There's no rhyme or reason in my life
With you lying here this way
I'd give
[Chorus]
I know ya bitches like mink and classy things
Holdin' karats by ya ear with ya prepaid rings
Gettin' called by a thug nigga flippin' them
is fixed
That's why we don't be fucking with politics
They bet on that, parents fought and got wet for that
Hosed down, bit by dogs, and got blacks
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