Lyrics:
sunshine again
Fxck all those bxtch
Trying to steal you from me
Stay low key
Finally not lonely
That's you and me
Yeah up on a tree
Kiss 好き kiss
Aye that's
Boutta hang them niggas tryna lynch me
This ain’t hang man nigga where’s the racial equality?
But I’m mad at my brothers that just don’t understand the key
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,
I miss
It's lonely here without you,
and I'm longing for your kiss
Lonely here without you
But it's your love that I miss
True blue boys in black
funny when I come around
A&R been tryin to figure me out for years
Tryin to re-duplicate me but they can't so they hate me
While white boys run
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
(That's how you're feelin' Martin?)
(Did it for the glory)
Yeah
Did it for the glory
Ain’t nobody ever did it for me
I been on my ones, I been lonely
my peace on shores of grey stones and black seas
Bonfire scars and red keys
Her sweaty skin and red lips
I found my peace on shores of grey stones
with the keys in my hand to the four by four
Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw
The club we went in, we got down boun-bounced to the rhythm
None of these people my homie
I ain't lackin' by my lonely
Na na, nah
Go like
None of these people my motherfucking homie
None of these people my
Blick gotta brand new 50
Tf said shootin ain't in me
Ima spook shoot till it's empty
Not gettin no money boy you lonely
I'm show rock ima rock by myself
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
warm
Been too strong for too long, I'll probably die
With my boots on and on my way to cash a c****** coupon
You know I'm, proper, don't let them boys
I just do me
Nah I just do
Me
Alot of
Alot of people fake
No yes man
Alot of people fake
Smile in your face but behind your back boy alot of people
Little bitch, y'all can suck my dick y'all boys ain't on shit
Little bitch I might bust this clip and run up in your crib
Little bitch, y'all can
around me
I drop the top and dropped the keys
Hop in that coupe by the beach
I don't need keys for the ride
She said she lovin' the vibe
I got my girl
a mean low down dirty rotten world
Became pimps and whores from little boys and girls
Swirled with the blood of Caucasian and black since the days of way
I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor
And when I'm stumbling back up again
Got your scratched up CDs
On another late drive alone
Speeding down those empty country roads
When I see you again
I'll
on them, me, boy
Scared, jungle this, them haunts the war, but not them get this
Then they wonder why, so them count the penny
Party by must skill and pop
the elderly
Yak when we drive, like we rollin' fuckin' felony
Trap to survive, get the buck, sellin' keys, it's hard to get by
That's why we puff hella weed
late at night! Uhh!
Verse 1
Jumped in my ride, headed for the set
You know the 'ave, where all the girls sweat
Hit the switch, turn my CD on
Toni
mystified by your brown eyes
And baby, you look perfect underneath the starlight
These streets feel so lonely when you know the world's against you
But maybe
The amazement and innocence
Smothered by lies I told myself true staff
Trial and error rather than mentor
I knew better way quicker
Eighty-eight keys I played
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