Lyrics:
alone I'm witcha
'Cause we all got them times
That we feel like the world against us
Yeah it happened to me tragedy
Took me a minute to come to my
selfishly
She love that D, Like Patrick Beverley
No Angel, she moving so Devilly
She fuck you up mentally
Bitch, vibe to it
Side to side, she wild with it
Let
brothers
They like when they corneas blue like the officers
Dammit I'm tired put that on my muvah
Jus wan see brighter days ina morn for my sisters
Jus
only work for Peace
If everyone believed in Peace the
Way they say they do we'd have Peace
The only thing wrong with Peace
Is that you can't make no
on your own
See I loved you like a sister, but you died too quick
And that's why we called you bitch, I betcha
You wonder why they call you bitch
You
my things and I walk home alone
But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You
We're the water sisters
The water, water, water sisters
I used to love you but you crossed me like a bridge
I'm not on musical.ly but you still make
so many riders, so many things with family ties
Sledg was like my big brother
Used to pull up for beats
Used to hear me in that Bonneville all
like how we look at 6ix9ine
Lookin' at Tory like he played himself, fuck was on his mind? (What up?)
That bullet ain't faze her, her leg ain't even
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up everybody and sing
Everyone can see we're together
As we walk on by
(FLY!)
We're trying to spend our way out of trouble
You keep buying these things but you don't need them
But as long as you're comfortable it feels like
like it's turning into something
Better that than turning into nothing (way-oh, way-oh)
Ain't no interrupting this eruption (way-oh, way-oh)
(LD,
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had 'em like, "Oh", now they like, "No"
What, baby, that's how Ruff Ryders roll (Clue)
My dawgs gon'
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you feel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal
I know something
Got that little toy of Jamie?
Homie hanging on to it
Cause you need him for the ritual we'll tell you what to do
Put him in the center with the body in
From your sister
(Angelica, Angelica, Angelica)
Who is always by your side
(By your side, by your side)
To your union and the hope that you provide
now i want to see my sister
do you trust me?
i had that dream again
i cut off all my hair
i had that dream again
i had that dream again
flower, sister
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
would not let me deny that
I was dying deep within
You showed me, you my microscope
When I'm macro only
You my homie we go back like Shaq and Kobe
We be
you was suckin your chico stick
Shoulda sent your fairy ass to military class
Now your moms gettin sceamed on by your dad
Like we shoulda had
That thing I felt when we first met just will not suffice
The glimmer in your eyes
I love you, sister
A bloodline to condescend
I thought so, sister
a doing a do
Rocking ya down 'cause ya know we could
To the rhythm of the beat that makes ya freak
Come alive girls get on your feet
To the rhythm
?
(Do it, do it)
It was once said by Black Thought that "Things fall apart"
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp
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