Lyrics:
love and
Calls her his little Smurf
But soon they're seen by
Boys from the community that go out and fuck
White girls with impunity
Oh, gee! Misogyny
is death sometimes it seems like the worst is living
Scared to drop a seed I'm just hoping I ain't cursed my children
My heart involved dreams
for them circles
Watch out for them circles
Boy you better watch out
My family try to reach me
They telling me I've got issues
They telling me I've got
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad
Getting better by the day, let the pen be my instinct,
cnd now the world is techno, so now the text is instant,
Save my notes for later, yeah these notes
over my heart
Using candour as painkiller
Tastes like vanilla to me
Occasionally
Someone please make go home, I'm
The worst at being alone
Just tell me I
people do broken things[00:48.08]Oh boy[00:48.88]Can't wait to open my phone today[00:50.25]I wonder how many got killed[00:51.92]Rinse
Im lost for the first time is the worst time
Im lost not the first time out of sunshine
Im lost for the first time is the worst time
Im lost not
Mistakes are a part of life just learn from yours
They making weapons out of germs for war
AIDS bombs straight through your front door
And I'm sure they
Intro:
I don’t tweet retweet do likes and comments hashtags nah none of that
But what I can do is speak from my personal experiences with dealing
to look like money where yo' money at
Out in Cali with them bees looking for where honey at
When I pop out niggas know I got my gun what kind of shit is
known.
It was my mother. It was hard for me to speak,
my heart pounding out of my chest but when I did I
did the best I could. She was very cold.
But I
breath-work
Good at taking direction?
We'll find out in the next verse
Baby we're hot and cold
I need you by my side
Baby just let me know
If you want me there
Ireland needs a vision, an aisling
To move on from bacon and cabbage
Potatoes, leprechauns and jaysis Mrs Brown's Boys!
My Ireland is checking itself
After
fashion
That's my sin
By falling out
We're falling in
Now I'm broken
Watch it flow
I'm taking over
Can't let go (falling out with the bad boys)
Yo, 'member when me roll up inna the court 6, 15 fi my case
Full Versace from the suit, Versace boot, Versace lace
Is like a presidential race,
speak is, childish crawl in the playpen
Everything falls into place and, black gloves and a tight grip
Sittin' on a chest of my victim, if you breathe
from the sera
I'm pouring out my concern so the spirits can see
Just want a heart for the king of kings dreams to complete
The ride is arranged for
the cementary
clone
Thats cause one man rules the throne
I told you never worry
You still my little girly
You get one shot
cnd when you fall its kind of scarry
All y'all fucking locals
Is who I'm talking to
Don't ask me for photos
Boy don't ask for interviews
I plastered him I plastered you, go check out
my sin
By falling out
We're falling in
Now I'm broken
Watch it flow
I'm taking over
Can't let go (falling out with the bad boys)
to half court in the street
Falling asleep on your boy is not recommended
He felt the weapon in your
Chest because I’m well respected
So when you disrespect
bumpers and thumpers and guns ablazing
Ol Jesus was in for some gnarly hazing
Frat boy hazing that is, the worst kind
She thought oh my God, what have I
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