Lyrics:
pants never hug I'm so Ben Davis
Baby hairs I don't do tapers
Heart cold from friends old
I can't do favors
Cause when you kind to the wrong ones
Start
Starbucks and Davis Street are places that I like
Cultivar and Houndstooth do get me by
Wild Detectives' got me living life right
Ascensions' got me
Like what you sayin'?
Two straps on me when I post on the block, don't need no helpin' hand
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, can't be my friend
Can't expect me
{Recordings indistinct)
This is somethin that you need to hear
It's cool and capture
I feel like Blondie caught in the rapture
Rappers and those who try
the species will just up and fade away
Like the smoke from that torpedo...just up and fade away
He's an old hippie and he don't know what to do
Should
was better than being alone. I met one of my best friends this way, Kelly. She was also a teenager, not homeless, but just like me. She wanted to be
the truth
Man, I don't even know
You do not be on what you say on you on, nigga
You do not live where you say you live, nigga
You don't hold all them
friend or foe
Why they do me cold
Got a tag upon the toe
How long the dam feds roll
Meng we'll probably never know
Shit could've been a hater
Cause his old
some good things when I get it
(Ima do it)
Do Good (And when I get it)
Do Good by your people (Ima do it)
Do Good by your friends
Boy, you better do it
Baby, you make me crazy
Slow down, don't pass me by
Why do you walk into my life
But don't even try
Slow down, come on and gimme a chance
Already friends
Drag Race
Written By Andre Davis Jr
Hook:
Get to the bag aye/
Hop out the jag aye/
Money come fast aye/
Like it’s a drag race/
Sonnin these niggas,
words you spoke
Hey, that's okay - come on around and get yourself together
Won't you come on around and hold an old friend's hand
Babe, I promise
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
New brands for me to do
Business with or to find brands that would
Like to be in our videos
And contribute to our budget, " she
Says it's like
drop, motherfucker cop
Old English, 800 on the block,
Way before sane eyes came to the spot
niggas used to hang out, and do the pop lot
And if we got
goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had, if today was your last day?
like I've been starving my whole life and in nearly 40 years I haven't eaten
But better believe that all that stops right here, cause guarantee that
Can't fuck with ratchets cause them bitches be stank
I used to be a young gangsta and now I got rank
I hit a nigga like Davis so they calling me tank
But
it down
I ain't really try'na move fast
My old school got me looking like a OG
Everybody looking at me like
They never seen glass
I'm the leader
broken? (Time)
Why do we spend our whole lives chasing time? (Time)
The clock is ticking on by
We always feel like we're running out of time (Time)
You got Cain and Abel
This is an old story, friends
Aren't we past nursery school? Let's settle the matter
You have a recording of your brother
any chance I have
And suck titties and bomb toes like 4 week old baby lamb
Eatin' yams, lentils, all of that
Sip a Dos Equis tallacan
With a bag
like a sweet, sad, old song
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
I can't play this game anymore
Can we still be friends
Things just
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