Lyrics:
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
polyester suits"
Well, one day, up the avenue
There was a man surrounded by the Fort Greene crew
He said, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
'm napping. Here's what you do. Call me back in 25 years, if you don't get me, you missed me.
I was traveling, right? I was down in a place called Saint
she'd miss me if I was gone
And I love them more than anything
But I got this feeling near by trains
And sometimes I wish I was
On that train and gone
say frozen
So leave me alone, I'm unbroken
Outspoken, I stand by my word 'cause it's golden
Out here in the Pacific Ocean west coastin'
Don't let
the mafia, reach for my chain, I pop him (glued his ass)
Completed whole lot of missions, half of that shit was impossible (impossible)
Thirty deep from
seen a dead body, playing hide-and-seek and I was hiding with it
I ain't know until I looked over, it was so old it had flies in it
Back then you played
I catch her ass in traffic
Take her ass right to the basket
I got beats up on my ear
I don't want no interaction
You and I can be a two
Kyrie Irving
'm forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
Radiator won't get hot
Eh, the mean old landlord
He don't care if I freeze to death or not
Ah but, saturday night in Harlem
Oh now, everything's alright
did
Fashion and something you know, and
She was the little girl that eight years ago
Showed me who Emmanuelle
Alt was back when I was, you know
Less
from my ears
Sometimes the simplest of things, people need it
But I ain't call back in fear of being speechless
What was I to put her at ease with?
I
say?
Sometimes I think back to the old days
And the pointless conversations with the old me
Yea
Back when my momma used to hold me
I wish somebody
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
to the porch, there was nobody there
Just some presents from the elves that they left by the stairs
And yo I wish you were here, but it's my Christmas Staycation
It was on a Friday evening wasn't nobody 'round
I was sitting by my window watching the sun go down
My baby came up to me saying daddy I got news
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
[Verse One:]
I
that I hear me
Hoping y'all feel me, once i start dropping again
My old bitch want to spin back but I know she gone kill me if she knew I'm fucking her
riding in
Army tanks, you shot blanks
And I shot back, make your duplex bend
What the fuck you think? If I don’t think
Then I’m right back where the city
deserving
Cheers to the tears that I shed, this is urgent
Gon' get it in, In the lion's den, we was hurting
Only wish to get up off the block like Irving
I
heated, ride whenever needed
For my niggas up in Clentin gettin' weeded
Continue to roll until I'm old, ride until I die
Supply long as you motherfuckers
of what Bubba did
I wish I had somebody
Anybody that could help
I wish I had somebody
Anybody that could help
Years later, in the same room
(Caught by
you know Donda designed the vest
Double M, that be the Army, better yet the Navy
Baby seen me in that Wraith, wanna have my baby
All I wanted was
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
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