Lyrics:
know that you get smoke
We fight back, we’re not supposed to up and just “go”
Listen: our coping mechanisms don’t do enough
Pay attention to the protests
Heaven
On Crip, the whole world know what set you was reppin' (Rollin' 60s)
My condolences to your fam, you was a blessin'
Nigga, even Stevie Wonder saw
Won't you take me
Won't You Take Me
Dates been set in stone
Packing up memories from home
Do we have to go
Or maybe we just stay
Cause I don't wanna be
your country
It's Frodo going solo on this bozo
You got no hope
Don't go toe-to hairy-toe with
This smoke-toting GOAT, though
I'll call you your farmers
on Instagram now. Let's go.
She did not like that answer. She goes, I think you want to have sex with all of these swimsuit models. I was like, that's
to know me im cool
She let me hit im smooth
I guess im that im guy im smooch
I do what i want get a clue
Broke boy
You dont get paid
Niggas reppin sets they
too down
You'll finally walk around in your own hometown
Don't go too up
Your own fate will have a date of death
As Icarus
As you
But three friends
be funny with this shit I'm just playing
Still nobody fuckin' with the kid I'm just sayin'
Got a chicken parm on a date, ya see
But I don't even
company.
You could go anywhere in the mails.
Then it struck him.
He didn't have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion,
True, but why
the Amalgamated Aluminum Company
of America inquiring into his awing needs. At least they cared enough to write.
It was a New York company. You could go
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
look just right?
First date. first date. first date¡
By chance does he know how to dance? will you have a good time?
Will he want to see you soon,
She go hard from tip off
Baby we on have no issues
My shooter like Steve Kerr
He shoot them missiles
They won’t miss you
I hit up Dennis he a menace
[Lady]
You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility
Inmate, state your name (Darren)
This phone call may be monitored and recorded
and all affectionate
A lot a niggas can't relate, a lot a niggas wanna hate
I can set them on a date, you don't really need to hate
I just wanna elevate,
messed up
You should have pulled up on just your siblings, Bitch, not us
Swear I aint lying, Brian Keke he don't really love us
I swear I told him "you
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
you're not dude, don't lie
I'm awesome!
I'm drivin' around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome!
A quarter of my life gone by
And I met all my friends online
'll be gone
I'm too weird, nah you don't know
Time is up, you have to go
There's the door don't have to show you
Passing you by hide in the night
In
your life is in a contrast
Get a mask hide yourself and activate your magnet
Make task by yourself set dream on mandate
Have faith on yourself be
really caring
I've got a date with someone in disguise
Someone with a scythe
But the summer ain't the time, nah
You'll have to wait
You'll have to wait
try to drag you down yea I gotta stay strong
2 seater wit my racks in the front ridin by my lone
Can't hold back no more yea I gotta set the tone
Get
She a rich bitch
She a bad bitch
She don't need a nigga
She gone get it on her own time
You can keep it nigga
Valentinos balenciaga and bodega
If them
go home early I'll be singin the blues
Lake Shore Drive looks so damn nice
Hypnotized by your brown eyes
What's up next you'll be suprised
Please dont
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