Lyrics:
I pick up fellings mutual
I swear this thing from the start was a dream come true
You ask if I can get to your spot by 5:30
Yes with not hesitation I
turning 30
Its a celebration babe lets pop the corky
She gon put that pussy in my face
Im bloated I just ate
A nigga really having lucid dreams
conspiracy[01:24.38]Had a hunch[01:25.64]I'd love to dwell[01:26.45]But I got lots more to cover and I'm in a rush[01:28.89]Since none of ya'll seem to be[01:30.09]It
survive
For 30 seconds my life flash before my eyes
All we could do was stay together
Pray we make it through hold on tight for dear life knowing what we
but the stove better
Keep heat tucked that's a beretta
In the puff jacket
Brodie know ima plug magnet
See a bag then I'm gon grab it
Ain't no second
Yeah Idk if this a dream or a nightmare
So I keep 30 we don’t fight fair no we don’t fight here
Idk if this shit pain or it’s nightmares
I’m steady
They broke my wings so I had to craw
All my life all I needed was a mic and a stage
I woke up one day I was 30 years old
All I needed was
up need a crib by the beach
Prices is high and it's real in the streets
(yea)
Love getting high help me deal with my grief
This 79 we ain't dealing wit
shit, if not I'ma lose it, yeah
Every song I make I think about my brother
We share the same dream but got different mothers
He was with me since the mud,
don't who to trust so I just pop a 30
If you leave, you don't deserve me
But I can't get enough of you
I might just be in love with you
I knew that we was
naive back then, was full of dreams back then
Makes me think back when, I felt ambition hit
Crazy how shit changes prolly vanished with my innocence
But
of frozen
moisture, they unlocked a written history of Blessing
from its almost undiscovered tomb. So begins the story
of Magica.
It was a time
the basement getting high til we standing out
I know you miss getting ya eyes red I smoke for ya
I hit it for 10 seconds straight so I can choke for ya
We
with a lotta butt
If I can't find one anywhere
It turns my dreams to nightmares
Baby, right there, ain't got no ass
But she's okay if she's got
a lot of butt
If I can't find one anywhere
It turns my dreams to nightmares
Baby right there ain't got no ass
But she's okay if she got cash
birthed in
That was three seconds
Before the CID burst in
Its Gotham but not the same one as Tim Burtons
It's like the bible everybody has their version
I highly disagree
The only place that feels right is right up above the trees
Strong desire to be forgotten
Noone's by my side, that's the way it
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
a dream, we livin', stop trippin'
You know what it is, you know what it isn't
She just so bad, make you take a second look
I fly out for a week, she
and man, I was buggin
I checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30
It had melted it was so darn hot, and I was thirsty
I wanted something cool, to quench my
em[00:32.52]Me and Simon was chopping it, setting up, plotting shit; now it feel like we ain't talking[00:35.89]Man I can't even sleep without burning a bleezy
home to my street, they was trying to hit me with 30
The morals I'm built on, I'll really get killed on it, ain't no such thing as me working
Game I'm
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
30 seconds if it lasts long
Knocked through all the glass and waved the hammer in his face
Clearly said I want it all from them chains to them J's
He
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