Lyrics:
the back fronting
They rocking cuffs and, put the eight up, repercussion
You know my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm Mr. Done it all, so
the air niggas thinking we too J
I keep a Smith and
I keep a Smith and no telling who did it
I keep him missing put a X on the Hitlist
I get that bag stay
don't crash)(All I know is)
I'm not slowing
Gotta just keep on rolling
Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused
Homeboy moving fast
And I'm hoping,
the flames of my own doom
Now it's a cool room, huh
Chilling with the fly on the wall while I pass him a J we be watchin' it all
If you feelin' astray then
a perfect poem
Better yet a broken song
Seriously
Who is he?
Usually
Just cruising beats
Need some bruising in the place where we could meet
I'm stupid
Riding with my brothers, Lover of my friends
This world can be so grimy but it'll love to see you beat it
Keep God right by yo side, you gon need em for
a bucket
I'm nothing
My dreams and reality vexed
We dying and vibing like fuck it what's next
We dying and vibing like
All I've done since 21
Is buy more
Today is a good day
Cause I'm hanging with my homies
And my girl's always on me, yeah
Today is a good day
Got me rolling all these jays
Ive been
ooh-ooh
Come marry me, forevermore, we'll be good company
Now marriage is an institution, sure
My wife and I, our needs, and nothing more
All my
ooh-ooh
Come marry me, forevermore, we'll be good company
Now marriage is an institution, sure
My wife and I, our needs, and nothing more
All my
so fast
Fast lane speeding
Need to slow it down brakes flintstone feet and
What's the pinnacles of this life
Is everything I am all love and no wife
Is
And the youngest of the family is moving with authority
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside
The cattle quietly grazing
Like a game of Bloody Mary or a Ouija
No fear to shed innocent blood
Don't appear as dead, my image is of
A man sentenced to death for feeling real love
night long
Let's run away and fall in love with each other
Like I said in my previous songs, I was born in December
Let's get it together, we gon' fight
love
Beat it up like OJ I didn't need me a glove
No need to argue the truth or even start to be rude
Because I got bitches by the troupe for that lil
nothing to show love, and y'all still can't foot the bill
I separate myself from y'all while I just levitate
And then I roll another J and I just meditate
that we be doin
But that's why we do it
Niggas gon say that they hate it but really they love it
And really that's all that I needed
Call it conceited
to the sound properly laid and mixed down
By no other than my brother, although from different mother
J. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover
The sound
low, but I'm high as a plane
I got Peter Parker love with Mary Jane
Smokin on cookies yeah that be my strain
Nothin to play with boy jus like a sprain
your traits, you perpetrate I can't relate
Your mental mind state is far to overrate, you can't skate
Don't sit and debate, you need to skip the ?,
How can one become so bounded
By choices that somebody else makes?
How come we've both become a version
Of a person we don't even like?
We
and then all i see is YOU
You got me like
Mystery Love
Where did you come from
Heaven's here in a place of hell
Did you drop from the sky
Angel do you need
by trust in love
Everybody tells me so
You need to fall to love
How do all of you know?
What we need is to fall to love
What a charm, our lives would
know that you love me
I ain't above you, and you ain't above me
All this commitment we have is authentic
Haters gon hate, no need to be defensive
What we
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