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just be moving to slow
The raps cold from drug money it's like I'm moving through snow, no
Not talkin' streams boy I bet they ain't gone play me
Sat
Oh-oh, ooh, oh-oh, oh
True for she
She climbed her way up in this bed
Singing melodies
Run my fingers in her hair
Singing, "Come to me"
First
sister, look I'm sorry for the things I did
When they kill ya in the darkness, we ran and hid
We were ripped from our families, didn't raise our kids
is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when
pills by it.
And went back 'n forth from
Work by it.
And paid their rent by it,
And before long they were even
Having
Birthday parties in the office
By
drama
Law's out lookin' for me like Osama
I don't wanna do no bid, yo honor
Still waitin' on my one phone call from Obama
Tell 'em I need the chopper
They
friends that much
I be staying to myself I ain't playing like the ref
Even though my dawg told me I don't live that much
Rockin' shit from Atlanta more drip
I got 'em
'Member me? I was drivin' Impalas
We don't beef, if it's problems, we solve it
I remember that D2 revolver I bought for my partna, he
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Little
You can tell by my Benz, by
My BM, and my Hummer, damn
I'm doin' my thang
Yeah nigga (yeah nigga)
You know it's me when I'm
Cruisin' through your
can't be much worse
When you find my body, pack me up in a hearse
No need for any words, they have no worth
Turn my body to ash, return me to the Earth
hit you from the back
Fuck the games, girl I need a super freak
She soakin' in the sauna, I smokin' on a leaf
When we come together, I always do my
claimed she ain't see me
On the basement with Tigga
Them both my niggas, I suppose
I might have been doin' a
Lil' frontin' for the hoes
When I flip flows, I
feelings
Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches
Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap
We come from the trenches from
the room, by myself, my shit flushing
How you expect me let you stay at the mansion when you ain't even offer nothing?
Told that ho to come with her ass,
Fayetteville nostalgia let the story begin
This ain't only where I'm from this is for you too
Going to the shopping center when it used to be fun
The Disney
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free
When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
Can't
strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free
When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
Can't
strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free
When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
Can't
of a farmer (he never knew they were just an average family), she was a very hardworking girl things became very complicated for her when her parents realized
music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like
like there's a belt buckle involved
MC's like me: running the road
MC's like P: come and they go
MC's like me: style upon style
MC's like P: couple
I'm drowning
Don't let me drown
Cooped up in my room In the dark
Anxiety sparks
I blast Linkin park to quench it
This world we live in is so dark
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