Lyrics:
solid gold
Pretend she's still a virgin for
A Virgin rather old
But no one could imagine how the girl would need a man
She dreamed about a man all
ain't eating, ten pound for the weekend
Griminal's doing his ting
And Devlin's gone, he must feel left out
By the time I'm done here
There won't be one
the world, I can't bear to
My knees hit the ground and my hands start shaking
Old feelings from new faces
A rope on the floor and a poor man hanging
Who in the actual fuck?
Say my name you can get touched
Your man ain't that tough
I seem to do it
Every time
I always pull thru in the clutch
I
house, it's straight up the road
And I was the man of the house, the oldest
So my shoulders carried the weight of the load
Then Nate got taken away by
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
a little white one
She didn't want you hangin' out in the sun
With a small town roughneck man
That'll never be nothin' but an old field hand
Showed up
come true
This is the life of a prisoner forgotten man that's there to stay
He lives on faith and hope and courage and a few old dreams of yesterday
town
Now anytime you want to know
Where I'm going, down the road
Get my girl on the line
You'll find me there most any old time
Now everyday
Non-stop strip club pornographic bookshop
Come into the back and take your time and have a good look
Old man laughs with flowers in his hair
Newspaper
pornographic bookshop
Come into the back and take your time and have a good look
Old man laughs with flowers in his hair
Newspaper headline "Midde East
was coming and he made a left,
He was runnin' top speed till he was outta breath,
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him,
Then he made his
At least date her
Yet a boy with a flow that's earl
Heat maker
Annoyed like a old mans world
If the seats taken
You can't tell me shit
I was the first with
Two young lovers with their bodies on fire
Achin' to swim that river of desire
Leavin' innocence there on the bank by their clothes
A man holdin'
focus on God
But every time I hit the gram man my focus all wrong
Feelings that I felt that I spoke through my art
Me and my niggas trade hoes like they
Everyday the same old song
Dragging on for way too long
The loneliest man in the world
Only needs serenity
Walking on a lonely road
The clock is
Everyday the same old song
Dragging on for way too long
The loneliest man in the world
Only needs serenity
Walking on a lonely road
The clock is
the pavers giving out bars like free lunches
Shouldn't be stress by next man success
That hating shit gonna put your ass in debt
Your career left in the red
and later he did too
So I called him up
"Man what you been up to?"
Well since the last time we spoke
(yeah?) I stopped doing coke (Oh?)
I no longer drink
loud in by the bag more potent than the last one
I've been the latest fashion
I've been cold, but my new flow doper than my last one
Dope-doper than my
loud in by the bag more potent than the last one
I've been the latest fashion
I've been cold, but my new flow doper than my last one
Dope-doper than my
intentions
Like, let 'em hate, stay calm and meditate
When life hands you lemons it's time to eliminate
More sour than lemonade, anyways
Different days,
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
died, but a lot of people here
And when I turned 15, my vision got clear
It's time to be a man, time to make a plan
It's cool to make a hundred, but
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