Lyrics:
(Better watch your dawg, who know what he'll do for a hundred bands)
(Yeah, yeah)
(They couldn't see the shit I saw, they tried to blind me)
(Yeah,
the prettiest
You always had your way to approach love
Always had your smile and your bright eyes
Shapes of perfection, oh, the way you move
Give me your hand
life
Twin Rugers on me now, I'm a hooligan
Walk up in the spot, they be like oh nachoo again
Yeah me, colossal dough
Nigga want beef, Frito Lay him,
Yo, Dest'n?
Remember where we grew up?
Was always at your granny house, we would be living it up
Was tryna to get that cash by cutting grass, wasn't
me get in my head
You got the keys to my heart right there stuck in your hand
I know that we twin flames, what's that on our wrists
You make me nervous
Ima call you my shawty, shawty
You gon make me lay hands on a nigga
There ain't nothing wrong with a little bump n grind
Cause you're mine, you're my
livin' like that
Tripped over the crack, crippled by circumstance
Nigga gotta face the facts, make this world your own
Sun sprinkled light for this
You are now listening to bar code
Curated by Darth Bills featuring artists from across the world!
Never been a fake chain flexer
She don't call me
insecurities onto me[01:13.12]Told me I was crazy, forced me into therapy but forbade me from ever talking about you[01:19.34]It was always on your terms,
gotta lay down
2 Glocks huh I keep my twins
I gotta draco by my safe yeah gotta gaurd my bands
Gotta tell these hoes just come stop playing yeah tell me
am who is the man? (Ahh)
Who is the man? Who is the man?
I am
Bitch, I'll pull up to your block with
A 9 mil' in each hand (Boom)
With a 243 and a 22
held by different hands
Here's to the last of our last lives
We're drawn to the other kind
Let's swear that after this time
You'll take yours and I'll
hand
Go and get me some, break 'em off with my pump
I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb
Boys steady swerving
Picking 'em up at Sterling
Gots
hand
Go and get me some, break 'em off with my pump
I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb
Boys steady swerving
Picking 'em up at Sterling
Gots
bredrins who all alluded
to hating me and themselves
Teaching me to thereby hate myself
Now I left two kids by two cows
And never said bye son
They lay flat
squeal
Break the code of silence, just hand me the steel
For every wrong done, a man'll be killed, there's plans to rebuild
Curtains and drapes, got
had won't fade
Just lay in bed, imagine we're laying in the sand
On the beach with me holding my hand
Monday morning is at least 12 hours away
Theres
oppression and judgment was taken away; And who will tell the time of your life? Because he was cut off from the land of the living; by the transgression of my
Humility before honor
Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord I wake back.
Liquor coursing through my veins I hope that I had too much
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lackey
Join the Iron Phalanx in entertaining these latecomers while I prepare a reception worthy of their audacity!
The SORCERER: By your command, o'
been tripping like a motherfucker
Thinking that a motherfucker could ever lay hands
And make plans on a motherfucker
You ain't seen me, motherfucker
yall that is not inside of me, The fuck up outta here
I don’t hate I jus, I jus handle business, Never lay my hands on a bitch, -less he bitching
Keep
know where ya stand
Envision me
With your hand in my hand
Trance, watch the candle dance
If I can
Stay lit wit me
If ya need I'm your man
No need
flower garden before the war cheats me (yeah?)
If I'm not back in a week tell the crew I said "peace" and lay low
Strays don't vacate slow
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