Lyrics:
down (I'll tell ya)
I'd give you just one day to explain
I'd like to know if there's somebody else in this game
Say it isn't so, tell me I'm
enough to tell you
That we know each other better
Than we know our selves
Like freaks of a feather
We rock together
I know Bob well
But I think he
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
like hours at dawn
Or spread like apples all across the lawn
Or just poured on like honey
Honey
How do the fingers part?
And for all of our massive
I see all your flexes and I know it isn’t real yeah
She said that she in love but I know it isn’t real yeah
My friends say they got me but I know it
up, to my head exploded
You know, the difference isn't as much as it seems
I'm probably lying bitch, right through my teeth
Just like my smile isn't
Love isn't easy
I really do feel your pain
We all went through it
And
We all been though the same
You know I love you a lot
Like a fat kid that loves
part
So love me like an asshole
But treat me like a sweet heart
Puffing on that shit that Bob Marley did
Snorting up that shit that killed Elvis kid
I'm
Hook:2x
This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move said this gone be
on these old hands
There isn't dirt on my old boots
I've been going all of my life
And I think it's time I get things right
I pray to God that freedom reigns
To love
To love
To love
To love
To love
Don't get me misunderstood
Don't think he don't
'Cause he does
Trust me I'm holding no grudges
Just tryna
I just wanna say
I love y'all
Stay strong fam
Дякую за спогади, Бобрівко
Another year in the books, gotta be grateful
Glad I partook cause Bob be
huh
Time for lil momma to go up and bring the love
Lil momma bring the love
Clap your hands like this
Bob your head like this
Bob your head like this
that isn't deep fried food
And if you fucking go without them
You'll feel like you'll die
And you really just might
That why I'm writing this rhyme
It's plain to see these days that there's an agitation
We live and we die by a politics of simplification
So hold fast to the ones you love
Before
that's all
Just a feeling that you're watching me
Aah, every move I'm making
Am I reading your mind
'cause it's almost like your touching me
Aah,
just keep it player tho
Cause I'll hit that bitch and cut her off like see you later hoe
I don't even call her fucc she think ima date her for
I ain't
it
By the look on their face, I can tell that they're mad
And there energy fake, just like a Instagram models ass (Yeah)
Oh-woah-oh-oh-oh (Yea, yea)
happening by accident
Everything transcends through time the way that I see it
And I just probably rose him from the dead with my lyrics
It is crazy how some
by, only got faded, I said that I'm, I said that I'm
I'm faded, you hate it, I miss you, I hate it, I love you, I hate it, this pain is ridiculous isn't
is just what I want (now I'm the walls of a room, now I'm the hands of a clock)
This is exactly what I'm lookin' for (I feel like the love that I get)
ain't the only niggas that's wildin' in Paris
Back in the day, me and my nigga SwizZz was always in grind mode
Reppin' that 818 was just like walkin'
To my sweet trampoline
And acres of crash site love
Presidential delays
Suppose I'm just lucky
I'm having a shindig
Me, Red Bob and The Ivory Host
To my sweet trampoline
And acres of crash site love
Presidential delays
Suppose I'm just lucky
I'm having a shindig
Me, Red Bob and The Ivory Host
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