Lyrics:
know, 600 colors now. When I was a kid, you got four crayons, four, black, red, blue, yellow. I'd like a green. Well rub them together Sparky. We
leave your sight
Have me by your side when the sun sets
I hope you'll still want me
I hope you'll still need me
A million years from now
From now
been by my side
Since we've been 50 years old
And we're both 85
Oh baby
Oh
All this time you've been
By my side
You will complete my life
And you'll
let people in when I shouldn't have done it I wasted some years of my life with a woman
I feel didn't love me from jump I was just young and didn't know
RIP to Virgil
I snuck the toolie in this bitch
I don't wanna hurt you
I need all blues out this bitch
I don't wanna flirt you
Made a couple bands 'fore
don't follow the shit they do, eventually they gon follow you
No morals, they just gravitate towards to what they calling cool
My junior year nearly
Jay's baby, uh
You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey
All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin'
and a shack but we ain't make a fuss
Blue Cutlass, no license, .380 tucked
'96 Caprice 'Bolt Da Fatts' was savin up
They gettin' packed out if niggas try
Dad you call me, Mom what you call her
And this kid here, call him your brother
One year later, might have another
Well they were born and, call her
know what? It's time for
Y'all niggas to sit
Big ass house, no room for bullshit
Such and such told me, "Chuck
You ain't rich!"
Well tell such and such
to me be so far out of reach
Months going by, my situation still stagnant
Acting like I'm cool on the inside I just panic
Mom lost her job, lease couldn't
some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days, but now the year is '87
'88 that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade,
don't call me a rapper I'm more than that
By the way
See it's Usain Bolt on a bitch how I snap on tracks
By the way
Turn these thousands to millions
I'm out of your reach
What's next? well i found me a way to progress
Anyone else claiming the title I got to pro-test
Signing bonus need 10 million no
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
the mandem raise your glasses again
Here's to another year at the top of the game
Ah we just can't stop toasting
Said I'll be a big MC by end of school term
Yeah, fuck Skepta
Junior
Meridian War
N17
London
This is what music sounds like in my dreams man
Mental
Yeah, I'm in my zone
Livin' a life
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
There's a beautiful sky tonight
And if you were by my side then we could share this but you are gone.
So come at me with your moon and burn me in
Hi we'd like to do, um
An idea for you that was related to the
"H2O-G-A T-E, Watergate Blues" In March of
1973, we wrote the "Watergate Blues
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the pain
For the last time I want a girl to be my main
Yeah, since junior year that story was cap
If you fell for that hope you contract crabs
Got no
not for Christmas
Then by New Year's night
Friends and relations
Send salutations
Sure as the stars
Shine above
For this is Christmas
It's
Too many people tellin' me that I've changed over the years
Well that's unfair cuz so have you
Life's unfair and that's the truth
Yeah I'm aware that
I'm just another blues from nineteen twenty two,
A super extraordinary flaperoo!
For years I was a dusty on the well-known shelf,
And really
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