Lyrics:
What ifs?
That's everyday life at this country side
Where you left me by the river side
Better days, you by my side, not anymore, so suit yourself, you
the wall trick
If you got some manner
Gangsta walk yo ass over
Pump in tha banner yea!
It'll be fabulous if you leave
'cause I'm tryin to stomp your
me Lippy (Mmhmm)
Sh- Should I buy a chain
So I would be looking nice
I could cop a yellow gold
Buss it down with the ice
They be pretty over there
See I carry bricks on my back though I've never seen packs
And while I wrote on those white walls I carry yellow paint and put an X on the map
For
Ight peace
Yo yo yo let's go
If it ain't foreign then it's boring
I discovered that before over seas touring
I live in a world with no walls and no
Have you ever been crossed by my friend
Someone you trust till the very end
Down on my last dime woulda gave all ten
But this the last time won't go
I'm living life as a gamble
Living in the rotten apple, yo where every corner is rotten
To all my niggas rest in peace, see you gone but not forgotten
workshop all alone,
We in a makeshift writer's workshop all by myself.
Where are my planets we are all planets in plain clothes
Walking in line
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
open doors
Where are my thumbs
I am too dumb
I'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you bitches
Go say what you want about me and my riches
I'm
Ouch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch, I'm 'bout to fall
I miss the couch and down I go, lookin' like a bouncy ball
Shit must've knocked me out
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
draws and then I zoomed outta there
'cause I got my laws, I'ma stay strong to myself
And I thought about y'all, that's why I ball by myself
I don't need
we gon' relax your mind, let your conscious be free
Yo, where my Wall Street niggas, if ya up in the stands
Go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
To my women
When the pain is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I gotta say
Now I was born broke, but
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
spazz on them
How can home be where the heart is,
When your shadow even fucking leaves you when you are in darkness
Still get stopped by Sergeant Pepper,
Now where the safe nigga
I take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe
I gotta get my money on straight
The South is gay
These phony ass rappers
accordingly without having a plan
If I could say my vows to you I wouldn't know where to begin
I fell in love with a car because she took my heart and ran
I
I'm sorry man, but the power you bring ain't enough to change these dunes
Glassed over eyelids open up to show my concentrated truth rays
Sand is not my
Sometimes I wake up in my bed
And I don't know where I've been
Heart tells me a trip to cloud nine
Headache says that things just ain't fine
Sometimes I wake up in my bed
And I don't know where I've been
Heart tells me a trip to cloud nine
Headache says that things just ain't fine
the boots like the group H-Town
You got BBD all on your bedroom wall
But I'm above the rim and this is how I ball
A gritty little something on the New York
away
Say goodbye to what's behind me
Im kissing my past away
Look up say a prayer
I know my angels watching over me
Timing is everything
I'm right where
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