Lyrics:
tell the truth, by now, you know that
Everyday I pray, I smoke
I told him "you can't tell me nothing, I know"
All up in the Blue, with Wax in Grove
black hands it's just mentality they stripped him of his worth some people trying to find self some people on the search some people trying to find god
This loving thing is easy at your altitude
Above the cloud with you
Above the cloud with you
She just wanna blue moon boogie tonight
Do you wanna, Do you
H'riiiiight? H'right
(Can't burn a bridge just to light my way)
Hehehe easy bro - yeah
(Lotta Glenfiddich on the flights I'm takin')
Don't throw the baby out
Mana feeling like you a nobody
Man dont even care about no one
Man just wield it
In my hand
With my pen
With my brain
Do it everyday
Feeling clean
Will
these last seven months have produced.
There is so much that is new within me,
Yet so much that is old,
And bronzed,
And cemented into my foundation
hands
And she call me eggplant, old nigga was a crayon
Gave her the Pinhead Larry, we be getting Dirty Dan
This a real nigga foundation
Let me get a lil'
Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.
It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
When Billy was
long. The say I swear I'm chulo, some think I'm gay Menudo. If so don't give me blue balls. Santo Domingo, Honolulu, just let me given me culo. That's
sell bricks by the gas station
Never had a foundation
White man split up all my people on the plantation
Hope somebody prayin' for all they salvation
glow soft in every color the Lord made
As the pietenpol graces the horizon
On its last flight
With a one way ticket to heaven in hand
Blue skies
the skin
Unheard of is the language that lured me in
It's deeper than the surface resting just beneath the skin
Coated by the stratified soil of my
town.
We gots a gig to preach in a gaming house
We're Alabama bound"
So the kid took the hand of the old blues man
To lead him all around the south
Uroboros flow how I mold scold and
Break homes warm up haven't even entered the zone
Architect a foundation accept my fuck ups
Live with no regrets
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
Tried and true
Foundation's shaken
Time and time and time again
Bloody nails
I can't feel my hands
I've been numb for all these years
I need to climb
Foundation build on another and you's a goner holmes
She' built on em, supported by him
Conformed to him, now she's a body of bodies who transform through
and down the house blows
(Cover your scars with your leather if that's what you choose)
(Alone by yourself you'll be singing the blues- blues, blues
us
do me a favor little mama and could you just
Put ya hands up, ladies put ya hands up
get ya hands up, fellas get ya hands up
It's ya nigga Ne-Yo, I
other hand
You flex jewels I set cruise to the next moves
By the next moon ima need a fresh new
S coupe wit a plex roof
Smoking the best blue
Dream me
strobe lights (there's no need to run)
Not blue flashing lights (if you've done nothing wrong)
Maybe fairy lights (blue lights should just pass you by
lights) If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by (maybe even fairy lights)
Gun crime into your right ear
Drugs and violence
Hair trigger, walk up closer, ain't no Photoshoppin'
Friends bipolar, grab you by your pockets
No option if you froze up, always play the offense
just grab my hand
We gon conquer all this land right here
Building on stone not sand
Solid foundation and sunlight here
Villain gang know my brand
Smooth
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