Lyrics:
a vibe in the town
When we hit this lounge
Wanna live fast wanna party
Sip a little lean and the molly
take a few pics by the pool, O yea
Start a little
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
On environment, mood and on who's sending
Please don't fall off
Gotta hold on
To the most precious things
I made a whole song
Talking 'bout no love
What is
the record came out she called me 2 days ago
Man my phone is off the hook with people asking me for tapes and free records
I ain't with it
Word man
Bust
our time gon' come
Too many cloudy days we've faced man our shine gon' come
Yea, keep your faith high man i guess the pastor had it right
I wrote this
quick they were to take the life of Tamir
Rice, This life is so precious
How could be taken by those that we pay to protect us
Leaving that party as if
city. I|have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated|and directed from within! Our books, our music, our
This shit started so
Whats up this is Cole aka Vex uhh Im 18 years old from Coatesville PA
Thats five dollars this my lucky day thats that bread this
they grabbed him?
Is he paid off this rap ting or is he trappin'? (Paid)
I got fans in the USA, now I can fly packs in
But right now, the mandem are
Macy? Sexual chocolate?
Yeah, it's me, B Brown, Bobby Brown
Listen, um (what you want?), I wanted to talk to you about this song
Oh, you can talk
(This one's dedicated to you)
Olele you're the man (Olele this is your song)
This is for everyone going through the process right now
This is for everyone
a lot its royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a Black Oiler b
BLACK
We all royalty
Don't be blinded by the color
it for the funk
Got this bass for ya trunk
Ridin foreign or domestic
Turn it up let it thump
This is dayum near majestic
Hear the trumpets and drums
Davis, that Bitches Brew, that "beeeyatch" said by Playboy Too
This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
This is sanctified sex, this is
smokin
This aint your average smoking song
And you can tell by the smell of what we're smoking on
I was high as hell when I wrote this song
In and out
the one that glowed
I used to make go-karts, now rappin' is my art
Scott La Rock still lives inside my heart
Now I'm a lover of hats, I make money in
kids
They not gone do what you said they gone do what you did that's just how it is
I mean really what's happenin'
First Martin then Brown then Scott
not one
And one day you gon' be wit your son
I could've rapped about my hard times on this song
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
I wouldn'ta
to this day
We're still present
And becoming stronger than ever
Our numbers far exceed yours
And there will come a day
When my brothers and sisters will
say you're so fake
And as the days go by, you can't forget
The way I make you feel like shit
MC's like you, I've seen 'em before
You keep
murder is home
I chose peace but the city just wouldn’t condone
I’m dedicated to the hustle but put it in songs
Just know I love you if I don’t make it
tough, I don't bluff
And this is an example of funky stuff
When you want to make hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't like this they don't hit,
drive me wild
Nothing would phase me
Until you smiled
This is my song for you
This is your song
This is your song
I loved you then as I love you now
Your
(in this white man's world)
In this white man's world, I ain't sayin' I'm innocent in all this
I'm just sayin (in this white man's world)
This song
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