Lyrics:
to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music, but happy cause free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Got a knot in my pocket, weighing
I'm just doing my thing hope I left an impression
In the mirror I see the reflection
Hang with ya ex I can see why you left him
On ya spam account I
a real studio in LA so
I saved up money doing Sheetrocking
And I drove out with my
Girlfriend at the time i
Was only supposed to be there for six weeks i
ways there comes
A time (time in my life)
For me to say I'll put no girl before you (no, no, no, no, no, no girl)
So pretty lady, make up your mind
love i was just looking for home
Don't hit me up. I'm not answering my phone
I keep wasting my time Swear i'm better on my own
I didn't wanna be by
I don't want a life led by life lessons
Still waiting for kind presents
My first 5 albums out built on conscious, built on thoughts, now reinventing
to blow that back in
Every time I crack a joke you would always be laughing
This is way before I was used as distractions
I don't wanna know shawty is
the by
The fee goes up
Or else we go
My dear old friend
Here's how things appear, old friend
He who pays the bill
Times two or three
Be sure he
Old shaped huaraches on
Smelling like the dankest piff
Shout-out my yardie don
J Hus boogie dance, when I get my party on
Ayo my yute, where you get
Push over the old fling
Man don't wanna dead ting
Know you always gon come by
I can be your new ting
West side flexing
Never gonna waste your time
time
And really I just, like bit the drums off "Xxplosive"
And put it like with it sped up sample
And now it's kind of like my whole style, where it
It came from my wise, dear old dad
He said, "Sit down, punk, I want to talk to you
And don't say a word until I'm through
Now there's a time
as a possum, but I can't defend
Killed way too many rappers at cyphers for my age
19 never felt so great
By the time you hear this prolly have 20 candles
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
before you get the wrong impression on your mind,
Think again, don't walk away, I'm not fooling (I'm not fooling).
Chorus
If you want to get down with
Of people, mostly girls
All from my school code
We've shared the same classes since
We were four years old
You would think after all that time together
We
through my phone speakers
That night I didn’t see you had a Bonita
We were making out in the crowded little alley
And you held me by the hand
I said
told, told, told
Before your eyes get old, old, old
Don't let the time
Pass you by
How you gonna live your life
I never realized how fast time flies
Till
crazy
You must think I'm blind
If you want to keep me, boy
Then stop wastin' my time
Here we go again
It's the same old song
You're thinkin'
nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life
Thank you, all y’all, no time for shoutouts
Still mad at Manny and Floyd
I
Conversation, I'ma spark it
No time, I ain't gon' waste it
My time, I'm gonna take it
Slow it down, we love makin'
Speed it up, say that's your favorite
Say
From an adolescent, I never learned my lesson
If my name was Smith, they'll have to add a Wesson
See my aggression, I left a bad impression, self
my dream is 'Vicki Eydie',
Vickie Eydie is definitely a lounge act,
Vickie Eydie is not the kind performer
who goes around singing any old kind
pour (Time goes by)
Go for more than you ever could before (Time goes by)
And if the core is pure then you're destined for it
I'm a take my time cause
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