Lyrics:
the wind
The way those jeans fit should’ve been a sin
Looking over with those brown eyes
In the moonlight, I’d never felt so alive
Do you think about me
When
you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"
the seed is sowed
Rain comin' in from over 'cross the road
Big black curtain coming 'cross the field
Blind 'll see, the lame will be healed
Brown
Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent
Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill
Do you got what it take for you
this world can take away this hard stench
If you smell it you can tell it that I embellished the industry
With my energy my energy for twenty years
Papa taught her well
Will she need a man
Hell nah
Mama taught her well
Need a man Pshh hell nah
I repeat
Hell nah
In the back
Hell nah
Hell nah hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what
Snoop double, D O G, what, mr. X to the Z, yeah, and Kurupt
The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin over the shit in
My mama mad at me, I know i fucked up big
My girl mad at me, I know i fucked up big
What's love? I guess I never understand
Every time I say sorry, I
Mama cfrica the world is in your hands
Theres beauty in the seasons and there's beauty where you stand
We love to see the animals that crawl around
People killin' people dyin'
Children hurtin', I hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preachin'?
Would you turn the other cheek again?
Mama
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
for the coast
With the big city lights
Now mama I'm so sorry I've forgotten
But now I'm looking
Up from under Babylon
Now tell me how far I've
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
Looking for change
Looking for change
What's it gonna to cost me
Set my soul free
I used to walk
With my head low
Life throughin out big blows
looking so good I can't pass it up
Looking fly when you walking by
With ass so fat that I had to touch
Give it to you till you had enough
Throw it deep
I'm big as ever (Ever)
You bitch niggas cold while I'm fucking hot, check the weather (Check the weather)
Most of these folks don't even got a reason
places
Pop pills, drink liquor by the cases
Get high, make a woman get low
In the strip club looking for familiar faces
People know me on a first name
the world
And now here I am, looking for its pieces here and there
The same smells and views that told me to go away
Tell me to come back
Age changed
'Bout to pack a bowl but we ain't tryna bake a casserole
Looking at the globe from up high, shots fired
Like Kennedy was riding by the Grassy Knoll
I
St. Mother Maria, watch over us please
As we wander around in this dangerous world
Thank Mother Maria, there's nothing so sweet
As the undying
You watching transformers? where yo mama at?
Can I swing by today oh I can't promise that
I gotta bust a move a couple things to do
Just let me take
whole team in (Y-O)
D-Block homicide, look 'em in they faces
(D-BLOCK) look how many shooters with us
Count how many cases
Hardest in the world
(Ghost)
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
the whole world pass me by
Now I'm on my way
I'll need everything tonight
To let the whole world pass me by
Get paid
Work for the eight
Wait for the four
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