Lyrics:
your job, Phil, pass that droll
We gonna, do it to death, then do it some mo'
Look at the way the shortys movin out there on the flo', whoa
really be surprised
When it's there before your eyes
When you hold the knife that carves her
You live the life that starves her to the bone
Good
between foes and cones
One-fifty for a ninety-nine cone
Where's my change? Got changed on the road
Pop goes the weasel, gripping on your throat
Power
life and let it go
Time Goes By I'll take it slow
Take my life and let it go
Time Goes By I'll take it slow
Take my life and let it go
Time Goes By I'll
pay, you gotta lotta shit to say
I want the mansion by the lake, want no confrontation with the fake
Rock bottom lookin' up, I'ma get there, I pray, yeah
Keep my name out your mu'fuckin' mouth
(out yo' mouth) 3X cause I was raised in
The motherfuckin' south (in the south)
Keep my name out your
Knowledge
There is no speech nor language
Where their voices are not heard
Their voice goes out
To the end of the earth
And their words
To the end
grab your wrist
Pull you in, that's enough
Yeah, now I'm numb
And even though it tempts me
I know the heart is deadly
Life can get too heavy
And love can
(That's the way, that's the way, that's the way love goes)
Come with me don't you worry
I'm gonna make you crazy
I'll give you the time of your life
children
have imaginary friends
I called mine daddy"
There's more syllables in haiku than times I've talked to my father
I'm a damn good father, but a better
in lava
And I'll be out there Sun bathing
In the rain sipping Kava
With my mind on my Erik Estradas,
Grind Wide from East Oakland to South Jamaica
Hilo
in lava
And I'll be out there Sun bathing
In the rain sipping Kava
With my mind on my Erik Estradas,
Grind Wide from East Oakland to South Jamaica
Hilo
in lava
And I'll be out there Sun bathing
In the rain sipping Kava
With my mind on my Erik Estradas,
Grind Wide from East Oakland to South Jamaica
Hilo
Looking through the cracks there is something to gain
Learning as we go, yeah we learn from the pain
Try not to get comfy, life changes everyday
I'm at it
Back at it again
Eazy Hustle, Dead Gang collaboration
Kevin Gates, Dat Boy A
Hits are made by Hitmaka, yeah
Through all the times in my life
to people
Comparing yourself to
Someone in the past that has done so much
And in your life you’re not even
Allowed to think that you
Can do as much that’s
alright
'Cause this life
Yeah it goes by-by-by-by-by
Guess who's back?
It's the one with the love for everybody at last
So grab your mask
And come and be
you, he’s got work to do. (Oohh ooh ooh)
A little bird told me to tell you, he’s got a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful plan for your life.
He’s got
south uh
Shoot your whole fam with an old gun
Who you gonna call when there's no one
Solar flare, you are blind to what goes on
And I'm feeling ultimate
these niggas gats
I guess it's like guerilla warfare
Now grab your gat and load your clip and go for delf until you make it there
And if you don't then
Life goes on
Well, fuck these bitches, count your money cause you work for it
Life goes on
Backstabbin' niggas, cut 'em off, you'll be fine cause
Usually not your taste, but you give that shit a try
I can't blame you girl, we just all living life
I know how it is, we just all chasing that high
Then
life goes on
How life goes on
Used to be on a Friday night
Baby you and me, beyond the neon lights
Smell the smoke all over our clothes
We hang
People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish
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