Lyrics:
The studio is the guest room
If guess come and I'm recording the sofa is their new bedroom
These songs be important (Honest)
When I make it and you fam then
Where's the old you when I use know you and go loco
Flew through all of the rides like you were a plane going solo
Now you're all low
Mellow to shallow
Down
were ill, received medical opinion
Adamant about the state you're in
Said "we're the physicians, we'll improve your condition
By the application
Back then, when the summers were long, like they are when you're young
Under the sun we lay on the bank with the radio on
The river was playing
ready to what
Breaking and shaking when we doing our 'ish
J-rock from the Beat Junkies ready to mix
'Cause they cutting up the wax for everybody
Come
stay up all night, stay up all night
Girl I hate when we fight
Back and forth in my mind, where are you tonight (Ah shit)
Let's get drunk, yeah we're
up,
Them blue bills all up in my wallet, had to switch it
Okay Kool...
You been riding like a rider
By yo side you side you got that
got stopped, by this shorty tryna rhyme
Manager said we ain't got time, but time to time
You gotta make time when it's time for karma to come back
Lying in my bed when we’re apart and i just
Think of you
All the time we spent doing things we wasn’t supposed to do yeah
I hit you up i heard
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
That's when the beatings get so severe
Asleep I pray he falls
But don't feel sorry for me
Things weren't always this bad
Why, when I was a young
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
when they hear her on the radio they wanna call
Id block em all, they were not involved
When you needed them the most they were ghost
Now the joke's
baby, feel the wind in our hair
We were too young to know better and to cool to care
All I wanted was you by my side, baby, you're only along for
and wet,
And you just can't get high
That's when sparks fly on E Street
And the little girls walking lookin' so hot,
And the little boys' souls grow weak
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
break em a mix
Magang' ekasi hella high they finna die for a fix
You been a son of a bitch I been a son of a king
I count the money with the fam uyazi
learned cause you taught me right
When I lost my way and the road got lonely
Only you, you were the one who showed me
Only you, you were the one to hold
I ain't going to loose my focus
Even though I was young dumb and hopeless
Hopeless, hopeless
All by my lone I was hopeless
Hopeless, hopeless
All by
the high strung
Young MC's, they all got done by the legend
Every second I'm wrecking
Not a mistake you'll find, but you can keep checking
Out the sound
shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!
'Cause I Don't Have A Choice
Oh, What I Wouldn't Give To Have You
Lying By My Side, Right Here, 'Cause, baby
When you left, I lost a part of me
It's still
pray he falls.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young talking goat,
The Old Man was just like my dad.
I
that to the back
Put bad in, the vast majority's rap
We work when we young just to relax when we're old
Bills and mortgages, so what do we own
People
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