Lyrics:
Got too many irons
In the fire to fizzle out
Ima stick around
Overlooking up in the clouds
Safety net never hit the ground
I'm just another face in
destructive and I ruin shit
You stepping, pack your weapon fucking with the Bad-N-Fluenz clique
Fuck it, it's just another nigga dead
I pulled the trigger
my bag like the groceries
I'm self taught mean nobody ever coaching me
Reaching a dream smell good, this is potpourri
And everything produced by Skiii
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
some ice
I think I'm in love like Beyonce be with Jigga
It's not his major figure that want him to be my nigga
He got that magic stick that make my
and I'll just raise it up again
Up again, up again
Oh, I want to build a life I can live by
Dream the kind of dream that never dies
Find a kiss that
you see me bitch I grind more
And every time you see me I'm in grind mode
My dream is to make a million in a day
My dream is to make a mill by twelve
arrived
You were gone by the first light
Time carried us too far apart
But I'll just wait another lifetime
I'll wait another lifetime
Drop the curtain
Is this life or just a dream, am I trapped in insanity
I guess just don't wait up for me
I guess just don't wait up
Fleeting figures pass my empty
never wanna' chill
I figure by lookin' at me then you would know the deal
My penis is hard why don't you come give it a feel
Oh my goodness it's coming
His Bitch By Just Saying Hey
Led Her In The Room cnd Gave Her Some Taste
Curvy Bitch She Outta The Way
Realer Than Niggas Who're Claiming They're Real
I
night 'til the morning
Baby, I just popped another pill, whoa
That money, it never run out
Don't be afraid of me, baby girl
I'm tryna figure you out why
Not another peep
Martha(beszélve):
It's just dancing. Sometimes I think it's cooler than homework.
Stréberek:
No, no, no, noooooooooo
will he shoot then you should
Study where his hands is
Is he gon' cock it and
Pop it? His waistband big
But he don't have that thing in him
Slangin just
another day living in the hood
Just another day around the way
Feeling good today, feelin lovely-yay
Just another day living in the hood
Just another
Still running from all of the same shit
Still trying to hide under blankets
21 can't seem to figure this out
I'm just trying to figure out
Maybe by 24,
Mother dear?
Was it just another dream. in the night?
Mother dear, on that same silver night Saw a figure in black by the lady in white
He said his
many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked
your homie
Yeah I know I'm in first grade
And you probably in 20
But I'll stick right by your hip
Like your grip if you let me
See my mama be trippin'
Every day I wake from dreams
Will I die will I chase another dream
Will I fall or will I stumble oh no oh no
Outlandish ship you ask
Just a vision
I went out there another day and the foundation was built
And now there's a house next door
And a neighbor guy I never met
Until just now when he
Claiming they can give the world with a small amount
Filling up your head giving you just hopes and dreams
Till they wanna switch the gear and they up
So I steady went and bought another chain
I be iced out with that stick on me
Lookin like I'm goin to a hockey game
She just wanna kick it and come
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