Lyrics:
round a melody,
Mystery, mirror of history.
Taking over all my reveries
Hearing passions in the melodies
Play it up and down so wearily
Stumbling,
killing me
So I moved from the city to this quiet country town
Now I'm wide awake because I need to be, need to be
Getting by on a sliver since the snow
killing me
So I moved from the city to this quiet country town
Now I'm wide awake because I need to be, need to be
Getting by on a sliver since the snow
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
poltigeist, this left and right like
BEAUTY and the beast, come and catch this two piece no fries,
THROWING bullets like drew brees with no nines, new orleans
the goals
I could of been a pizza maker how I spin the dough
Since Nintendo I stood on all brown ten toes
A 10 -4
Its a shark inside a fish bowl
I pimp hoes
of the fiscal liars
My taxes better help the fact that grades risen higher
Like Charles Minor I'm taking over the office
To remind people we humans first
on the back/pocket /the profit I squandered that //it's cold as winter day in Winnipeg/998 new balances winter grey /Stone island parkas with the hat to match smelling
smoking
Heart so cold like it's frozen better be careful who you approaching
Top Don Dada family first get rich feed all of my bros
Money over bitches never
fuck, you kinda did just now
Go, go, go
Baby, you is just a hoe
All the money, all the dough
No, you can't leave me alone
Got a new bitch by my side
I
ghost they keep
On saying I'm awesome
Did you listen to Wretchrospective
With a new perspective?
Are you now Growing Over Life
Or is this too subjective?
new brown Mercedes
Wrapping the belt like a safety
Stumbling falling my vision too hazy
I swear all these girls disgusting yeah
Real life they got
say she got a kid she kept from me
But that’s the same bitch that said I’ll never be rich
Motherfuck em all, squad death over designer
I just left
New car, new house, new boo
Green eyes but I thought they were brown
Don't worry no one else is taking your crown, it's like
He said
Baby don't you
of the ghetto (3X)
Now I'm up to three keys, pounds of weed and sellin bundles
Distributin all three, to get all the fundzoes
The word around town is I'm the new
Back once again it's the duo in fact
Put the sounds of our generation new on the map
It's our bread and our butter (yup) the food on our plate
With
to they home
I got moved up by Ms. Gloria, all this was destined
The way that the Lord had shown
Scratch every goal off my checklist
I am a legend
Nineteen
on all new assassins (pow)
I'm movin' in orderly fashion
We gotta move like Obama, Obama, Obama
My niggas playing with plastic (plastic)
My life a real
water rollin' by a riverbank
Like some sleepy little town, down with the moon
Livin' like honey drippin' off a spoon
Like the sun that takes an hour
over
Stacks all on my floor
She don't want nothing but dro
Back in the whip and let's go
I get the cash and I go
Your love was all on my phone, Lean
The last anyone heard of Mudoc Niccals
He was living on Plastic Beach
An island in the South Pacific
Formed entirely from rubbish
All was well
Until
me free
Oh, lonesome me
A bad mistake I'm making
By just hanging round
(Hanging round)
I know that I should have
Some fun and paint the town
me free
Oh, lonesome me
A bad mistake I'm making
By just hanging round
(Hanging round)
I know that I should have
Some fun and paint the town
Moving through the shadows
The promised hour was near
Lights were holding steady
Gliding over the foam
All the lords and ladies
Heading for their
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