Lyrics:
Bitch, you know that it some codeine
I done fell in love with the drugs, I hate bein' sober
Always by my lonely
Call that bitch and I'ma get her over
Bend
quiet for a Minute now
You know what I'm saying
We can get higher like I'm the supplier, yeah
She say my shit fire and she ain't no liar, yeah
We can
down right in front of this mirror and start picking myself apart
Broken down piece by piece then get to writing and put all shards in art
I hate that
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
Our communicative disease
He takes two minutes to let go of my hand
Three days, don't hear from him again
I know it's over by day four
One conversation
of girls
Only two kind of girls
Good ol' big ones and big old' good ones
Baby mama girl!
Not prejudice I like the light ones
White ones, black as night
hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went
to brawl
With the ‘Check, one, twos’
And the ‘Yes, yes, y’alls’!
The rest fall by the wayside
Chased with the eight
I’d rather chill and build with the
Real
with me, sing with me, cry with me
You can lie to yourself, can't lie to me
Every footstep you take I'm just a foot higher
Every minute of sleep I get
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
you owe me
Don't take it back, only coz you're lonely
You're like kerosene to a fire
Only thing that makes it worse is you're a liar
What the fuck you
I am just so tired
Tryna get inspired
Tell myself I know the way
That makes me a liar
Fall into the fire
Burnt down to the wire
I'm looking for
or two
Smoke a little bit and follow one of you
Back home when the party ends
So tonight I'm droppin' naughty hints
To the finest women in the audience
(fuck's sake)
And damn I should have known that from the first day
A big two-faced liar
Chatting shit online, starting up fires
But when we see you in
I got two phones
One for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones
One for the bitches and one for the dough
Think I need two more, line
Bumping
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
niggas
Might set you on fire with all of my niggas
You been called liar by all of my niggas
Equivalent virus to all of my niggas
Would if I could, I'd get
liars
You pussies ain't real you ain't gripping iron you ain't flippin weight
You a bitch for hire
Ammunition fired you just bitch and hate you just
love you more with time
I' d do anything to have you back by my side
I'm drowning in my tears,
wishing you were here
but it's not 2 late 2 say,
I live
song's what made me
You know what's crazy, they still gon' hate me
So why is everybody try'na blame me, why is everybody try'na blame me
I never understood
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Matter of fact I'm ready to smack the person saying I'm whack
Remember back
To when dad said he'd be there
I hate liars
So for lying on my name you can bet
I had to get back to the money just to see the difference
I had to get back to the money to complete the mission
Yeah All these niggas wanna hate
hard for the past few minutes
I think it’s time to end Jar’s mocratic state
It’s so close no matter how far, the state I hate
Peace sells, and I ain’t
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