Lyrics:
concede
And I've been heckled by dip shit's
Some of whom could even read
But you, my new friend
You're a very special breed
With low self-esteem
Is it
won't make it out
Pressure on give his mama some to pray about
Spray a round caught him slipping by his lady house
I don't kill no fucking kids put that
on the summer tour
They never seem to end
Cowboy's always waitin'
For his hurts to mend
There is special days every now and then
He rides the pain away
With
he'll be for the rest of his life
All they do is scream and shout
They gave me a job
Put me up
Put me on one
That's where he'll be for the rest of her
I'ma keep trying
And bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N
Come on
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding
Yeah
Yeah
Draft day, Johnny Manziel
Five years later, how am I the man still?
Draft day, A. Wiggins
Fuck that other side, bitch we stay
to hell!
I work hard for my family every single day
Just so that we never live in a world of gray!
Giving them something special makes me feel great
And I
his special day
Now they're at the station and
The other firm are here
His heart now racing and his duty just begin
They're kicking off a riot and
He
to give her her gift that ive been saving up just to give her on that special day i really hope she likes it i think she might.
Wrap it up send it to her
was eighty-some years old and they'd lost track
They could not have known
They were bringing Winston home
He'd been raised by his Grandpa
They said his
to raise his son
08 I remember it was a rainy day
Seen him on the stand told the judge he ain't gone fight the case send him away
I was a youngin couldn't
smiles
At what, I often wonder
You can tell he's a thinker
By the far away look in his eyes
The far away look in his eyes
A penny for his thoughts
the window with his gun high
Shot him out his shoes like they untied
Son died right there two days before he turned twenty five
Yeah
These chains gotta hold
are swept
Oh but let's not talk of slipping into nightmares
For the day is run by those who haven't slept
So throw away the vestments
I'm on a yeah, G-five with a three-five
Drip so hard make ya nigga wanna deep dive
You know JB Gotit you know Ima get the beat live
Make 'em too
time
Alright thanks
You're welcome have a great day
You too
Fuck man
Whats wrong
Think I forgot my wallet in the car
All I got is this fucking five
Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, woman good, lady better
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Now imagine there's a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his
Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, woman good, lady better
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Now imagine there's a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his mama
the sign of Scorpio
I was born in a boring town called Corning
Yo lordy yo!
By age five, Mom and Dad are split
But I survive
Surmise that my imaginary
Never smile at a crocodile
No, you can't get friendly with a crocodile
Don't be taken in by his welcome grin
He's imagining how well you'd fit
You are truly something special
I found myself falling in love with you
I'm knee deep
Shawty give me love when I need it
Shawty give the word l o v e
With a soul untarnished, untouched by time,
His world revolves in acts of love
c baby in his old age, a champion in his prime,
No concept
You're pregnant with my kid
By the fireplace, we watch his doo-rags burn
I remodeled you, gave you the diamonds he couldn't wisely concern
Always talkin
to bear the shit wild
Trying to end the stigma of a pistol with my style
My brother beat his case, he went free before the trial
Gave ya boy a smile for
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