Lyrics:
with the dums
And motherfuckers don't care
I love the street game so I stashed the green leaf by the air
You couldn't tell me shit, evil was more
On land thats stole ancestors bones
In a decade ruled by tech spray
Were my crew handle that game play
This movements built off chess games
Now there's
I thought no one could understand my love.
But the way you do it's the thing that dreams are made of
You got that fire burning in my blood
I'm
Baby keep it on my side
Girl I never gonna lie
Cuz u are the bonnie to my clyde
Yea
Feeling so high seein ya
Cuz your love got me so hooked up yea
(V1
You know I love that organic cooking
I always ask for more
And they call me Mr. Natural
On down to the health food store
I only eat good sea salt
love guns should’ve married them bitches
We’ll leave a nigga froze by the end of December
We known for horsing niggas cheese, get it back from my nigga
There is a vine growing by my garden wall
and it is brown and withered in the fall
and in the spring its leaves are green and blossoms all aflame
But
it down to the end
I Got the game on lock like keys
Sadly had to dash dat bait I left
Fingerprints like Touch ID
This barbie wanna cuff by me
My
But like dancers that love to strip, they back up on my dick
And of course, maybe it's because of the fact that I'm rich
And the diamonds up on my
like a satellite
Executing dreams still watching out for parasites
Yet I set my sights on visions of paradise
And the queen of the city my black brown
They don't really know what love is
I got padded locks
And I
Pass it off
You haters talk
And I laugh it off
Cuz I'm too damn ignorant
And America
She a queen I wanna bust open her crown up
Her chocolate brown skin she my type and got the round butt
Baby let’s cruise the city u know she love
sound good, lock your number in my phone
And we can finish game over some hen later on
It's Fetty Ho
Foxy lady, would you be sweet love for
Sweet love
citrine lock
Pinecones tranquil on a pine dock
And My brother got the yerks end-zone doc
Lost love gotta save all the bday cards
Young nigga nah he
goes by
When a signal rose from stars above, my heart fell deep in love
Take the lock and start to break it
No concerns in life, no track of time,
locks on my door we rock from the floor
To the ceiling ain't no drug dealing
Ain't no gat peeling, you can't fight this feeling
Well, My style's
on the ground
See what's around, then lock shit down like Nino Brown
I'm bound by hona and down for drama like Tony Man Tana
Y'all clowns don't wanna fuck around
(Can't be vexed; can't be moved; boy, don't touch me)
Now, listen to me well, let me tell you bout Johnny
Back in the ends, by the end of the road
It
the things that grown folks do
Me and you
Grown folks likeness
Big old man heartless
Watch it make me not this
Experienced fatness
Love it
formidable its poison, it brings all valiant men to their knees. And I am likened to that tree by your brothers, warning you of the perilous affair. Your love
George Floyd with the beard
And the dreadlocks
Forget the dreads, just locks, don't stop
I'm Eric Garner, John Crawford
Michael Brown, Ezell Ford, Dante
Talking to my plug, and my man go trapping
Smeezy on the trap and Lil Trav selling yoppers
Cap is selling mid by the motherfucking pound
I dont want that
of the rappers producers
Big thanks to the hip-hop family
Brown boy with a beard and a turban
Yet I was welcomed warmly
Lastly
To the man in the mirror
I love you
Dramatization of a love song
Look my self doubt in the eyes Inside my pride and said "you're dead wrong"
Give you and open space and line and tell
.jpg/200px-Goldy_Locks_(cropped).jpg "Goldy Locks")
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