Lyrics:
I've been spinning now for time
Couple women by my side
I got sinning on my mind
Sipping on red wine
I've been sitting here for ages
Ripping out
I've been spinning now for time
Couple women by my side
I got sinnin' on my mind
Sipping on red wine
I've been sitting here for ages
Ripping out
a nigga what you want!
Is you looking for a friend? Is you looking for a man?
Is you looking for Mr. Impossible?
Is you looking for a nigga that only do
my love that will never end
Like my knees for you I'll let it bend
Lately I ain’t been gettin sleep
I just stayed up for two nights
Trynna get this
and durable.
All this to give some sort of posture and dignity
To a broken body that is a host for scars.
I am the new landmark. I am the museum of injury.
drink spirit off the ecstasy
Dip the ganja in the water let it soak call it herbal tea
Counting paper stack by stack, tell someone go save the trees
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
I'm who these hataz hate to the 3rd degree
They say I'm too gutta homie for TV
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But I'm
me upon your knee
Just tea for two
And two for tea
Just me for you
And you for me alone
Nobody near us to see us or hear us
No friends
back like grown folks sippin' tea for sport
I be sweepin' up the room with my lyrical broom
While others rhymes pale and plastic like some lunch room
I just picked up half an ounce of the super silver
People hitting up ma phone asking for deliveries
I don’t know half of these folk man I’m
way down the drain in the city
Get TVs for free, have muffins for tea and you'll all find yourselves sitting pretty
On Biden's orders, they kept open
Ladies and gentlemen, you could have been anywhere in the world tonight
But you're here with us in New York City
Are you ready for a cabinet
locked up my folks
Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle
We won't be able to ride out 'til two thousand fo'
But not for long 'cause we got a better
nothing for the Johnson's yet
Keep calm, folks
Buy the gifts that will look
More expensive than they are
Two-hundred different formulations
Of dynamite
So
On the avenue of stars, many names are called
On the boulevard, known for leaving permanent scars
Many dreams get robbed, real movie macabre
Young heartthrobs
(deepest scars)
(And) In our journey, we'll shoot for the stars
United as one, against the odds we faced
Two shattered hearts now interlaced
I'll pick up
(go!)
The generation of people that love 2Pac
And hate, we bangin' it in the boondocks
Now put your drink in the air if you ain't scared
Dem folks been
For nearly sixty years, I've been a Cockie
Of droughts and fires and floods and droughts I've lived through plenty
And this country's dust and mud it
One for the money
Two times for Dami
Three times for Yannick
Fourth for Yayo
Shoutout Yayo too my engineer man
Another project in the books but
again, I've got some folks still believing in me (Believing in me)
Including myself, so I can't let us down
I do this for we so I do this for me
I do
a face and some eyes
And tea
Like the bitch was from Boston
I sat by the garden
Im Tatum im JT
We could fuck when we meet and don't play sleep
If they
me
Mental strain
We Evolve
As we age
Scars
And tears
Day to day
What we face
Accepting it
Looking straight
Have some faith
Trippy teas
Not no yay
Let's find love in The Moment
Vibe all day were right in The Motion
Way up high now we are Chosen
Up all day making Love by The Ocean
Let's find
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