Lyrics:
love me but i'm Bouta OD
Ya my boy Cyphon "Told you" Shoulda "Told me"
Man i got opps and they tryna Fold me
I'm getting way warmer i she Don't Miss
this love till we get old
You wanna dance with me
I want a man who takes the lead, when I stumble
Who treasures me
When things don't go my way, when I
At a Churches Chicken with a chicken head itching for cock like the chicken pox
Silly hoes my life gold yall live glitter
Really though yo beefs old
I like
Mantse mini Yaa no
You looking so stranded
I thought you my boy then you go fall in love
Losing a brother
Don't know what at all
The thing called love
small change
You bitch made, I'm old school, like gem stars and switchblades
I spit game, I get paid, I pimp game my friend
I be that pretty
This song appears on The Blue EP (Japan).
It was released in the U.S. only on a single.
Oh, this is an old story, man
You can catch it if you
night ain't even get no sleep me and his brother stayed up
I done lost so many niggas that at the time I couldn't feel it
But I know my nigga gone so
of me
My lil brothers I know they look up to me
Man this in my blood its stuck with me
Fuck around tell the plug to front a key
Shit I ran up a dub in my
a quiet as it's kept
Keep My Mind Funk flexed like the monks in Tibet
Man I'm focused I got no time for you Jokers free your mind bend the time Dr Strange
a quiet as it's kept
Keep My Mind Funk flexed like the monks in Tibet
Man I'm focused I got no time for you Jokers free your mind bend the time Dr Strange
My only worry is my legacy when I go to the grave (Ugh ugh)
I give the vision to the people, If they see it, They'll come (Come)
Walk it out by faith,
with me
I got an old car we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by old man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around
And she moves
It's like a cold story repeated over and over
In the winters of my mind, yeah
This shit be real, man shit's crazy out here
Yo yo, yo what up y'all?
all
And by the model of my vehicle
You know that I ball
E92, but '91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash
I'm owing wheels like I'm a Vaughn
surrounded me like it's airborn
I made my old man rich to lie
It's too late for me to switch in sides
I'm approaching my sick demise
But I'm little too strong
I got death up in my eyes, tired of all this pain
Miss my brother on my side, it'll never change
They tryna kill me, they can't get too close Missin'
no, you the one drunk!
Look at yo' eyes, man!
(But you're so high)
Don't you tell my old lady, now!
(But you're so high)
Well I ain't had but four
the pain reign)
I will not be victim to my surroundings
No I won't be clouded by judgment (My dark clarity)
I have plotted my death
I can see it before me
in the sky
Man, I'm chillin by the waves
There ain't a single thing that could come my way
Uh, man my life so sweet
Gonna rap these bars till my life's
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
got a Rock & Roll Heart
And a Symphony Soul
I remember New Year's Day 1993
I bought a big old red Gretsch
With the cash in my jeans
And i ain't
late, and she learn a new face
Playing stepdad, I know a lot of y'all relate
My brother, that's ya seed, genetics can't be replaced
She have another kid
Christ
Teacher by my shoulder, looking over, looked confused in sight
Raised apart from the man, dad working abroad
Saw him once a year or two, I ain't
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