Lyrics:
of control
Yeah, yeah, yea
Posted, floating
You locked the door, keep it open
You lost the love for you old friend
You learned a lot from your own sin
Posted,
innocence erased from talkin back to my momma's afce
like i was lost in space
without a trace cuttin class bein called Mrs. Fast Ass
getiin blasted with my
Singing in this booth don't pay the bills
Way to get loose everything I feel
Feeling unfulfilled in a dying field
Working in a factory
Yeah aint no
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
feelings that I couldn't control
I'm feeling lost and exposed with nowhere to go
I'm stuck on E, going no-where
My tank is low, oh
Ooo, I got nowhere to go
soul, make your head explode
With the planable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when you're on your knees
unreal
I need to go to work to pay these bills
I'm tryna stay ahead of the curve
But spinning out of control
I'm pissed that you got the nerve
To you
real?
We sold dope to get meals while white folk in Smithfield
Fuck Israel, it's Kill Hills, spilt pills for my bill
Write wills for my seeds, to live
real?
We sold dope to get meals while white folk in Smithfield
Fuck Israel, it's Kill Hills, spilt pills for my bill
Write wills for my seeds, to live
dollar bills and drug deals by the mayor
Controls the people livin' legal
Sit back and chill, until time will reveal
Two thousand and one holy men with
man pays for your beats
The food that you eat
And legally has you on a leash
So I'm lost on how you a boss
When you were forced to wear that outfit
in this place
My innocence erased from talkin' back to my momma's face
Like I was lost in space
Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass
of control and enslavement
When the faith's strong; they try to shake them
Cause mental deterioration and break them
Get their inspiration from CIA
blood ran
City ravaged by white flight, followed by mass blight
Son of Egyptian parents born with a chance to take flight
Left the Nile, for Motown
bills on liquor
Figured Jersey lost it's team
Still we got the realest nigga, Joey
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm
Ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad
ladies throw their bones in my face
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound
I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down
Life is tough but it's
Oh you niggas wanna get deep?
Niggas wanna kick knowledge?
Y'all niggas ain't deep man, y'all niggas lost me
Soon as you steady tryna tell me
Just like Magellan
Sunken in blue
And drowning in holes
Feels at any given moment i will lose control
Every drinking sonnet and every lost poem
Yeaaaaa, yea, Scoota shout out to IG. Not instagram.
The internet gangstas.
On the internet ain't no respect they all lost
Fake jewels around his
pulling at my feet, sayin get me something I need to eat
This is worse than my alarm ooo
Fuck Off find an adult!
Now I've lost control of my socks, why
approve
I didn't realize my girl was settin' me up
Yo, my girlfriend didn't trust me, no
Yup, but she lost control, I wouldn't take the bait
I said,
approve
I didn't realize my girl was settin' me up
Yo, my girlfriend didn't trust me, no
Yup, but she lost control, I wouldn't take the bait
I said,
You see things dipped in Benaz's life when
Dad crashed his car lost minicab license
He picked fights with Ma
He'd drink nights at bars
Wished he had
be loved
I just wanna be rich
And I'm all bout the guap
Niggas be mad, imma clip em for real
Bitches be sad, who gonn pay em dem bills
Don't be
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