Lyrics:
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being
Underneath the white light
Doctor arrives with knife and baggage
Sees the growth as just so much cabbage
That now
Must be cut away
Now come the moment
living in a casket
Weaker than tomorrow, but stronger than yesterday
Every day I make it through, forever dedicate to you
I'm just tryna get my mind right
strategy
Reluctant to recycle the tactics of yesterday
As if the enemy is not prepared, protected, and more concerned with today
Far from frightened by our
many men
You should save me for the main event to earn a great advance
I'm just tryna find love
You just tryna pay your rent
Guess we both on a mission
Of this piece that lights the green traffic light
By no means, I do not want to make fun
Just up until now
Tomorrow you will sleep well
It's just today
they fucking face
Knot the noose, they think they grey
Endless bites like a buffet
Grey59 great white, I'll chew on your bitch
And then end your shit all
no pressure
My first house, 11.000-square-feet mansion
It was a haunted by dead bitch whites
Mad a nigga bought his crib, to hang up pictures
just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance.
I said frank now do me a favor
'Cause you know the election is over
To set your
those 'round
I don't need those clowns
Just give me a small town to break kilos down
A bitch that'll drive (Drive)
A clique that'll ride (Ride)
A strip
there be light
No gang banging in new york tonight
Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger then life
Turn up the kid mic 'cause ya'll ain't listening
Niggas always acting fishy
I was born a great white
And now I'm finna
Grow up out the water
Watch me take flight
And ball up all the trauma
That I went
at myself I can’t understand
I live day by day but it’s all the same
Everything’s blurry, it’s drivin’ me insane
I’m in everlasin’ trouble, I got everlastin’
woah, woah, bitch, I'm on go mode Fuck my fuckin' hoes, hop up in that two-door
Takin' flight with Guappa, we gon' land in Soho
She just met me yesterday
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
great in her heyday
I'm sometimes trapped by the close confines
Of the age I'm born into
Though there were others worse than mine
Well, I miss what
it by myself, yeah
I'm too high I cant see straight
I always knew I would be great, yeah
Now look at me, yeah mom look at me
Fuck making friends i'm
Celebrate it by the lake
Cause I'm just tryna take things easy
Like a Sunday after church
Get my paper then skurt
cs long as I can see the sun beaming
Then
So if you wanna be great you gon' have to be able to go on
A whole live instrumentation, you feel me?
I said it, let's go
Come on
Turn my vocals
degrees in December
That's why the years go by so fast
It seem like yesterday I used to
Sport that pleather MCM member
Tryin' to be a jack boy, me, Mark
feelin' so blue oh
I don't need a new girl, just you oh
You gave me butterflies when you walked by
I still can't get you out of my mind
I still can't fall
leavers
It's gonna be off the hook
But I just wanna lay under
The northern sky with you
Until our lips turn from red to white to blue
Brit summer
Bitch just brush this powder off my clothes and do it pronto
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will
to trust yourself
Drive on
Let yourself turn into something else
Feel yourself fall into the great white open
Let yourself turn into something else
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