Lyrics:
where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all
that got away and never gave my heart back
Aww, and that same ol' flame burns
Like it was burnin' way back
It's burnin' way back
Got a call from
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
by A Meteorite
The new end of civilization thinking media rite
It's paid for the stories manipulated by the rich
94 nas said life is a bitch
Too old
In Gotham
Yung wrongen in the red hood
Dragging my coffin
Through the forrest of the dead wood
Misunderstood
We are not playing by their books
Why
(La Musica de Harry Fraud)
Verse 1 (Larry June)
I was dipping down the block
My tires were shot
Glanced in my rear view pretty girls behind me
I
getting a little scared but I ain’t gonna crash it
Buy me a house in Tahoe, just to lease it back to my friends and the frenchie
Feeling pretty mad old
on how to perform grooves
Guess I'm increasing my scope by doin' these long zooms
No pawn moves
Got Harry's style, no one direction
They mean mug cos I'm
some questions about this story of hate
If I ask them youll never hear the rest of my story so, I'll wait
On these old maps Tartaria is an empire that
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
have me
I been established
cnd I am covered
No longer a savage
I love for my brothers
No Cane and cble
Like in old days
He prepares me a table
Right
toys
U got it beat it good
Dirt drank for the tough man (mane)
Understood got the joy by the grind and it feels dank
And my shit stank by my shirt stains
pain seen my brother in a casket
We was pose to grow get old glory basking
Asking god why?
He ain't die bring him back bottles in the back celebrate with
on my ass I had to get up and get it for real
I walked through the dangerous jungle by myself Came out a Navy SEAL
(It help me thrive), keep me resilient
can't go off
I get in my mode, go off (go off)
I got the code, go off (go off)
I got it sold, go off (I got it sold, go off, nigga)
These niggas old
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
(AHHHHHHH)
I can fit my dick inside a chimney (uh)
Take your bitch and grab her by the kidney (uh)
Toss her back and forth like a Frisbee (uh)
Looking for her
I'm already marked
Marked by Christ! I'm already marked
I'm already marked, yes, I'm already marked
Got the Holy Spirit in me, I'm already marked
My
the way I ride
While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige
See I damn near cried day Rick James died
See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep
stays flames
Stay woke, stay woke
A lot of niggas get poked, it's the same old
For a little bit of coke, fuck a kilo
Fam all you man know how the game go
watching the fire dim on my old flames
Close my eyes and see my fathers grave
Tears of joy falling down my face
If they'll cross jesus then its safe to say
robbers
We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips
And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips
Fancy delicatessens, and the world's best
This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that
This time, made up my mind, on my grind
On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Four by four,
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