Lyrics:
shit is about, niggas sleepi
Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse
Till you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch
Then
niggas sleepin'
Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse
Till you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch
Then sit on me, that's
the clout
Y'all already know I told them no
Walk out the club half gone got ya girl by my side throwing throat
Bad bitch talkin' shit I ain't trip I been
leaving savages to roam in the streets
live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
trick my wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
smoke
Everything is pink
All my dreams are made
By all the noise I can
And all the noise I make
It’s always silenced
With pinky tape
By saturn
I tried
panels stitched in the back of my neck for nickels and sour milk by the week.
Cheek to the heartache.
At the center of my anthem lies a blend of temper
four knocks
The same knocks from before in my dream
I pulled the glock
Kissed the tip and let it scream
Huh, this cat didn't scream
He responded by
And the gold bracelet with my father's name inscribed
On the back by the one who loved him all her life
The way I too could have loved you
The Spanish shawl I
this up or wait to return its call?
Waking up each time at the dusk I do my duties in the long night
Burn a candle it is one way I create my own light
Bitch I'm a transmission
The pump leak when your oil slipping
And I been in the kitchen, like a toaster
With them toasters
Hang you like a Willie Lynch
I'm trynna get in my zone
Drink the liquor by the litre
Put my hands around a sexy senõrita
Call the gees then we go and meet the dealer
Hoodies up
geometric scale
I see you measure my profile up
And you mix your paints in a broken cup
What'll you do if the brush gets stuck
When I'm gone
You paint by
and stay on
A couple things that I know
I'm blowing that stink by the O
My weed so strong I swear to god you would think it's cologne
I go anywhere in
creatures
And my heart is all in knots
When to Noah go my thoughts
His Ark like great lifeboats
Over the rainbow floats
Géricault blew these notes
A life
In order for me to be happy
I need to let some of these so called conspiracies out in my poetry
Because there's some truth to these things, you may
irreverently
Down in the hollow
By the old olive tree
And I'm sorry
If my heart breaking
Ruined your day
Oh well
Sometimes It be that way
I said
"Oh
I grew up in the 9 to 5
Working hard
Not too far from the 95
My people grind around clock just to earn some time
Jenkins, Knotty head and lemon lime
Said my work A1
You can tell by the oil
My birds start singing
When they hear that water boil
Papi got me told me
Shugga you my favorite Muoyo
Cut my
I come from a land of oil and cattle
Hard work, blood, sweat and tears
My grandpa's grandpa first broke the land
That's been ours for one hundred
matter
Front windshield of the car when it shatters
My nigga brains blown out land in my lap
Told God take me, everybody blamed me
Praying till I'm prayed
with us
got my thumb in her butt aint no love for these sluts
and that 45 is right by my gut
that xo is all in my cup
i'm gone get head in a uber deluxe
the game like three at the buzzer
Harder than the prison wall
Hitting y'all all
Up in critical condition it's official
When my clique involved
Listen y'all,
That’s where you headed boy, to pine
Oil heaven i'mma get that gun, and
Then I'mma get that money i don’t
Believe you got it in you
Jake i'mma go get
where you may stand on a rock.
22 When my glory passes by, I will put you in a cleft in the rock and cover you with my hand until I have passed by
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