Lyrics:
my homie
I be by my lonely
You niggas dont know me
Saying you better
Then you got to show me
Shawty i want you
Dont care who before me
Niggas cant
the real monster, now you should know
You've cut this story down to the bone
Someday I'll join the Royal Guard
When I catch this child, can it be that hard?
know I need to be loved by you
You know I need to be hugged by you
And I can't wait to be touched by you
'Cause I need to be, 'cause I need to be
and not really do anything
Now I saw the tears and they were droppin' down like waterfall
Told me all her stories, about the bruises on her body no
She said
karats nigga
(Yeah)
Step your game up
That's why your chain ain't up niggaaa
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where
making love
Instead going home all by ourselves
Oh now I've told you
I want to be your lover
Let my hands discover you in a different way
I don't
like they work on they stomach
She tellin' me that she love me, but my mama told me to never get tricked by a woman
I don't trust niggas who be in
Eye on the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be like
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
bucks will roll
In, and, most importantly
Power will be maintained by the groovy guy
(or gal) who gets the most media
Coverage for his sleaze naturally
give thanks" and I loved Thar
Crazy how she taught be so much About gratitude by saying thanks In the cold as we're waiting for the Bus back
We're in
you the story of being bit by a goose
In Schaumburg, Illinois
the same old story
They told her mum she's not to worry
Police 'If what she says is so,
we'll never let him go!'
Him 'Never a word could be heard
story better
I'm just floatin' this creek and takin' it slow
Tryin' to catch somethin' big and sip somethin' cold
I'd be a liar if I said I had
heh
I might as well tell y'all the back story on that
Now I'm all about respecting women and blasé blasé
Don't get it twisted, I'm all for bein' that
could tell their story
What a tale I know would be told
Of the little church that stands so proud
By the side of the road
The vows made and the promises
It's a beautiful feeling to be chosen and not frozen
You know paralyzed by fear
No lie during certain seasons of my life my purpose doesn't seem
tongue out of my mouth one day when the blood in my beard hit the dirt by the blazers. Would have said 'curb it' like any nervous habit 'til maverick told
book
Thanks to my flows now you'll be more than good if you pay for my verses
With punchlines you'll be K.O. backwards if you buy my hooks
Okay you might
my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth.
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told
burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth.
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not
(2020 vibes, we done came a long away)
(Remember Bashi I done told you)
(Me and hatred, we are not alike)
(Aye, yo G, I think this might be the one
(2020 Vibes, we done came a long away)
(Remember Bashi I done told you)
(Me and hatred, we are not alike)
(Aye, yo G, I think this might be the one
tower
Like the ancient texts said that they would
But stories aren't told by the victims
And that's why this story's so good
Have you seen
grandmother telling me that she had been robbed
I told her hold (hold) tight (tight), I'd be right over
Freezing but this situation made the night colder
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