Lyrics:
Angels are ideas
Stuck inside my head
Love is just a dream
I had when I was in your bed
We have to learn to live without it now
In a world without love
life and business
You are Lord, I am not! Your ways are perfect and mine are inconsistent
I totally rely on you. For it is in you that I live, move
rent paid
Come to think about it, don't you live with your mama?
I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottom
Cocaine vet, pedal shifting
Captain Long johns by the bay Mind ya business
Cop cars on the way cuza this Kiid
Threw a bush party brought a case For the bitchs
Hold up wait get ya hands
to myself, reflections I never thought I'd see
Do I dream too big or is the world just too small
Am I too much for you, darling? What's the point of it all
and I don't recognize it
Keep your head up (keep your head up) if you lost a loved one
Big psyche, from the streets I spit for my thug one
[Verse 5]
clearly
The Cubs always win the World Series
I won't eat it if that's bacon
I'm into castration
I hate big titties and ass shakin'
And when I'm late for my
fuckin’ homework, learn the lingo
But you oughta know if you live by a code
Somewhere Salome is sliding down a pole
The enemy can cut
Through your spine
teeter, stronger, weaker, old master vs. teacher. Creature Double Feature
Friday night, got liberty to do it all
but that ain't waise, cuz even got
gotta go
We’re not a big John Doe
Our school got some hype
Pep rally in the high
We really do got some pride
Honor, we can’t set aside
Orange and black is
the fuck I end up selling purple
I guess you live and you learn
I'm a student of society
Standing ten toes
Never crutch on my anxiety
If it ain't bout a win
A whole new world to live in
But this one's real, this one's real
This one's real
Like an old, tired kangaroo
You be one and I'll be one too
Play it
Honey by side pouring Henny till it's too many
Big Timers Big Ben y'all watch me in any season
Summer time flow hotter than time with any demon
Time
lives need much improvin'
I think I'm gonna lose 'em
I was blind in this world
All I thought about was diamonds and pearls
I had beef wit a nigga
Then
fly shit since I was 5 years old
On some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit
Toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, lock it
Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit
nights I perform like Mike some nights I perform like Big
Can I live Yeah baby It was written All eyez on me I'm the product kid
Brown is great so call me
All the money and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All
gold frosted or ceramic
Told bro spin it so he spun it
We are not the same, big Mike's from a whole different-
Top bins, what a set piece, fling it in
motherfucker would love to see me fall
Like that, that
When we sell this load
We'll have twice what we started with
Yeah it's that old mackin' fast
Old
smokin' dope
I had to cope with it, be a man and stay strong
Even though some folks didn't think that I'd live long
I watched grandpa shoot dice
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
It's a dirty world but it still spins
Ya can't do nothin' about it but try to live in it
You can't live too large or live too
Yeah, ten car garage, couldn't fill my needs
Mama told me keep it real, show some honesty
So now I feel like John Legend, I need all of me
Cause you
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's
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