Lyrics:
(intro)
Here we go again
Ahhh...
(first verse)
It's always best when my phone ain't ringin', that means I'm by myself or maybe I'm dreamin'
Or maybe
hairs turning white
My necks always been red
My collars still blue
We've always been here
Just trying to sing a truth to you
Guess you could say
In every car that passes me on the street
I search for the particular face
The lipstick trembles under boom lights
The lipstick my own brothers
So I run away don't chase me
Living your own dream is lonely
Especially when depression is getting
Harder for you to reinvest it and tearing you down
The two-faced who pretend liberality but are
Practiced bigots in their own
Mean little spheres i
Didn't tell my daughter whom to marry
But I'd have broken her
that jumpsuit
A blunt too
I'm on my one two
Check me out
I fuck around and check you
Respect due
Pay yours nigga
Mines under the seat by my feet
forehead
We learned more in court than we did in school courses
(That's a fendi)
Feel me
My cousin on his own when
His pop earned a twelve month term
No
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
cents
Cause I'm a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that don't even speak English
I'm makin' ducks shed much tears, I buck
Soundin dope we off done the boat felt the flow
Under my belt plenty live
Twenty five in the front row
Just felt the glow, they melt wit in oxin
Rumble
turn to red
I'm drowning in your lies
Taking off my disguise
But you're really fucking up my head
I'm better on my own
You're better off with him
But I
thermometer under my tongue
Reads fresh hundred and 1,2, 93
Until infinity, it's most certainly
An unstoppable force, straight from the source
We gold- tooth
Control of the misled tribe
She who speaks forms the line
All reason withered to dust
Who else is there to trust now
The apparatus lost its toll
No
help my future but I need a clue
I been trying hard just to make it through
Red hair and blue eyes girl caught me by surprise
Couldn’t wait for the time
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
have none, I know what I want and I want the rose
My repulsive narcissism, you'll feel the vertigo that drowns you
Attracted by my black abyss, you're
I'm at the top and it's my time
Know you feel the breeze when I walk by, yuh
Worry 'bout yours, 'cuz I got mine
Your lane do not pass the white line
better
Turn ya hustle clean like, you aint tryna mess up
My one connect was greedy, he ain't never spillt the extras
Now king own everything his feet
and don't cry
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
Pass the weed lemme take it to the head
Hope the smoke turn my eyes red
My eyes red cause
(I, I, I,
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you
nobody with me, I'ma ride by myself
Get high by myself, get drunk by myself
Fuck this ho by my goddamn self (myself)
Don't nobody hold your own, like your
the lazarus pit now im really feeling good
I got my own code bats dont get it misunderstood
Cus they dont wanna know whats under the red hood
Yeah you dont
I got red on my Glock 9 that's a bloody tool
I got red on my Christian Lous these some bloody shoes
I got red on my jean U's these some bloody Trues
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