Lyrics:
hoes buy my clothes
I can't go broke, never will - all my bros buy my O's
I'm the best thing that linked up with New York since Sprewell
I murder,
That part of my life has long past
Since then I've grown weary and jaded
I need to go back
My feelings are painted all over the map
Why does growing up
to hold it, I'm just holding it down
Protect my neck and my crown, patrol throughout the town
And they judging because my skin color is brown
And for
achieve when it's over I'll sleep
'Til then we kill shit I hustle
'Til I'm living up in Uncle Phil's crib
Chill kid sometimes by deals be
Too much to deal
My favorite TV shows, man
There's SportsCenter, ESPN News, Pardon the Interruption
Um, Around the Horn
Uh, Quite Frankly, um, Outside the Lines
stole her heart like I was Ocean
She don't want to catch emotions
Its weed and liquor overdosing
Just to get over some bullshit
She pop a Xani yea a new
players
should all go back to the north
canada, new jersey, where ever they do that
blowing
II.
I abandon the old way when i first got to san diego.
I
Calling for Oprah Winfrey, all debates aside
Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest nigga alive
And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you
gotta give us three card credit
Even though at times he can be hard headed
Yeah, the main thing CREAM by all means
And harebrained schemes
The lord's
private space?
Nisei were citizens too
They lost all livelihood
Better unite or die
The barrio is gold in their eyes
A legacy of rape
J-town to Tule Lake
to this heavenly
Young God every time I bless a beat
W-w-w-walk around town like I got my dick out
Heads up high, checking how my new mix sound
Fell in
me down
If I was a cowboy
I'd be over you by now
Let my boots down in a new town
Find a nail to hang my hat
And you wouldn't kill me and I
nothing can shake me now
Tell the block I made it now
Yeah, the whole town is talking now
I swear, nothing can stop me now
All this, boosting all my
grow tired
You'll become a new creation
If you just keep the faith of a child,
Keep the faith of a child
Now Anita lives alone in a paper mill town
a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town
So don't try to play post, clown
You know the L.L.'s back in town
And all the want-to-be
a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town
So don't try to play post, clown
You know the L.L.'s back in town
And all the want-to-be
a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town
So don't try to play post, clown
You know the L.L.'s back in town
And all the want-to-be
over
(That I can come over)
(I'm saving my last breaths for you)
(I'm saving my last breaths for you)
We could start all over now
New names new town new
want it before
I bet they want it now
Trip to Vegas, bettin' it all
That's a poker town
Beef and Broc, Polo brown
Meet me by the polo grounds
Set up
the news
All my bitches winnin', how it feel to lose?
Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move
Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle I used to shop at Pinnacle,
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
say this man was the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all
cause I'm wearing a crown
And I'm king of the hill and you all bowing down
I get some many enemies, ops in the town
You don't get what I say so
I'm
Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast
And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
And I pass by from town
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