Lyrics:
you next to me
Promise you'll be home by sunrise
It 4 pm you still sleep
Room pitch black just to eat
You wake up smoke some weed
Then it's right back
finding you here
And I really hate screaming in your ear, so some other time, OK?
I waited a day hello?
This is Carlito from a couple of days ago, you
thru the yellow
But when you race against time you dont get a medal
It ain't easy in the streets
Yet we still carry on
Never easy for a Black man
We
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
Clear her bank out
Shoot her lips
She suck dick kardashian
Kylie Jenner think she black
Goth aesthetic
Dress all black
Ed hardy that's on the hat
Y2k my
Black Queen on the throne
Made from the rib but is the backbone
This melanin comes in all tones
Look around and tell me I'm wrong
We got the mindset
escaped is the one holdin the heat
Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze
By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in Belize
With some bad
really got the time to rock
Pull up, make the body drop
Tryin ta cop an ounce round the corner if it's not a bop
If I die tonight SCREAM MY NAME IF IT'S BY
better but they could never be you
Ah
They might be better
Look I met a girl fly as shit
Natural afro, yellow skin and nice ass lips
We hardly spoke she'd
james dean and i’ll be your brando to arise
Now we’re dacing under the black skies
But by the morning I know i’ll be alone this time
I found heaven in
to winter
And a high drops to a low
But time flies in turbulence
It's high time I learn
I'm powered by the cycle
between joy and yearning
Sometimes I'll
meadows
‘Til haunted by the overarching silhouette of stilettos
Achilles heel stirs up Mai Tais, in sheer lace top thigh highs
God, time flies when
artist
Line a nigga up, but they are not no barbers
The black man don't want to see
The black man having chicken
The woman is influenced by the gram
So she
with me,
Let's go run it up,
In the 5, with S.L.O.W.
Won't run low on the bud,
If he do, quick time,
He phoning the plug,
In this life of sin, we're
this mail
[Verse 1]
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I hurt her
know them hoes love Weezy
Sticky, pimp small, long hair, big dick
Weezy bring to y'all
Don't y'all lip quit
Put your lips on this dick
Let me get on some
Weezy
Say he cute, small, long hair, big dick
Weezy bring to y'all
Don't y'all lip quit
Put your lips on this dick
Let me get on some livin'
Spit
her name on my arm and the rain coming down
I kissed her like it was the first time
I took her down to the railroad tracks, and her red,red lips
DJ, please
Pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
G-Unit
This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive (come on)
Is it worth it, let me
could be you
Quick on the trigger,yo,I'm a gravedigger
Drop off a a body and deep six'em in the river
A nice talking psychopath
All cops hunt the black
know if God could exist
And this was the first male that I'd ever seen cry
Made me think he might be gay at the time
What the fuck did he ever have
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
opportunity knocking
Gotta new chance to make a fresh start
Devil in the red dress
Red heels
Red hat
Red lips
But she got the black heart
New
I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself
What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by
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