Lyrics:
go round
Real niggas do they wanna do
Bitch niggas do what they can
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't
Like Wayne's fourth Carter
Making life like a farmer
Made the sons and the daughter
Took a DNA test found out God the Father
He by my side no loner
Gave
holiday this year, it's awesome
Yeah man, so you wanna sing for these people or what?
Yeah, here we go, okay
On the first day of Christmas
My true love
the man back home
Some real shit
Yo yo my little bro
I hope you're doing well
What I'm going through is hell
And it don't seem real
And I can't hold it
advice and when he can't say shit
My hatred is fueled just give me a sign
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?
You belong to the city
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
for transcendence
I'm doing this for my family
Oo-oo, oo-oo
For the record, yeah
I'd like to visit everywhere in the world
See pretty places, with
of all they like to dress this b**** up in a robe.
On top of all that, "what?" he's mad old.
And he hates anybody that looks different then he did back
and I figure lead, that's when the nigga bled
Bloodshed is what I see in the nighttime
Strange and deranged, I ain't in my right mind
I can't relate,
a fucking drive-by
That's what the inside of my mind's like
Looking back on my career, even hindsight, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad well
like this before
But I'm not dreaming before
In lust we trust, infatuation
Like Newton's laws of gravitation
No I don't need no education
To know your
asked me what position do I like
I said I play my spot
She started talking bout some other shit
Then I pushed play it dropped
Uhhh
I'm back in
That shit
feelings matter, bruh it's a
New world Hillary Clinton, it's a
New world! Feelings matter
Cause guess what?
Cause everybody in middle America felt a way
have
Faced in the unknown
All on my own
This world is so cold, yo
It feels like 90 below
I think that I need a coat, or maybe I need some hope
Could you
outside of the loop
But I was kinda salty cause my people all up in the boot
They the same niggas who taught a nigga how to shoot
They taught me what I got
doing all these drugs
I'm in love with all these pugs
Carter he be eating bugs
I'm acting like a thug
Fuck you i'm just gonna shrug
Nah I ain't giving you
yeah
And I'm the same on everything I love or everything I love
Please pardon my integrity
What were you thinking
What was going on in your mind
Jamaican
Im so faded I drink Vodka by the cases
We need more liquour buy the bottle where the waittress
The way she moving got my D**k doing the matrix
the night with me
Brand new money, I put it on
I been puttin' on
I can't leave her 'lone if
She don't make me rich
I had to get it by my 'lone
Call it what
bitch up in a robe
On top of all that (What?) he's mad old
And he hates anybody that looks different
Then he did back when he was a kid
But that shit was
him—bury him?
I know one day they got to bury him
Better lock my casket tight, baby, so I don't let the devil in
People, it's just me and my guitar
Yeah,
him—bury him?
I know one day they got to bury him
Better lock my casket tight, baby, so I don't let the devil in
People, it's just me and my guitar
Yeah,
the witch's heart and DrMoone
Has his now he'll follow my
Orders as Holy Writ in a world
Of flying men and monsters
This is the only way to protect our country
stepped into the Hall of Fame and put my frame on the wall
I'm like a Michelangelo painting that hangs in the vault
They gated me off, by Hendrix while he
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