Lyrics:
like yeah we want all the smoke
We up by six, they down by two, they need the go fix the score
Pop out wit' poles, told 'em I won't spare no kids or no
away, I wish it was just months ago
And to my full brother, man, we went though shit as kids
Rolling up doobies for dad since we were six
Helping him home
days a week got
Fifty leven mouths to feed stop
Buying shit i didn't need my
Time ain't free bitch pay the fee
Don't smoke no more just puff the weed
My
POLO LAUGHING/SPEAKING
This a letter to my brother
A letter to my cousin
Letter to my family
You was the first one to tell me to send you my songs
that's a 5-5-6
We post at 6-2-6 right by the park
We on that block
I thought I saw you pull the U-y in that car
Put on a glove
Then we moonwalk on his
we'll always remember
3-6-5 days a year 2-4 hours a day
I've lost a brother and I must say this rest in peace Jay
I don't wanna lose another brother
Cause
and the squad and we all makin' playz (Yeah)
Brothers forever ain't never gon' change
Change
Yeah, EWALK just ran a whole twenty six miles
Cook up for days we got
My brother, he sick with the bricks
Other bros smoke bare bricks of it
I only take one or two hits of it
She call, I go into the thick of it
It's
one weekend. It was also Father's Day. My father and I were still not speaking. And it had been six years since we said a word to each other. My mom was
Twenty for my girl and eight for my bro
Take 'em from eachother, huh, wait, hold on
Divide it by the beast, break me out of my shell
Twelve by six
still at home doin nice things
Back in the days of turtle wax on Cadillacs
Life to a brother was hoes and macks
I had to come up some way
Pimp daddies
And so it's been, yeah, it's been six whole months
Just being sad, being sad, being sad
And it's tough, oh, sometimes even waking up
Or going to bed
years old. My father played music.
My mother played music. My five brothers played music, and I had two
sisters played music. And I just bought
[Chorus: Phiness]
Open your eyes up, people can`t you see?
It`s gettin` harder by the day for you and me
All my life I`ve seen so much misery
Can there
Ephessians 6 tells you to teach the child
Revelation tells about two day swarms, the guns and diseases
Homicides over epidemics and crack vials
Got guns going
this and gave no cares (not one)
Now I'm moonwalkin' on every song
Area code is 7-6-0, 6-1-9, 8-5-8
Think I'm great, think y'all late
That's okay
youngin' got life, stressin'
Wonderin' if we'll forget him
Back then for six racks, get 'em
Now times that by ten just for rentin'
It ain't 'bout
times for the days I would hold back (Woo!)
Five times for the bitches who ain't called back (Yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just
Until you just came off tour
Yo you talk a good game, brothers around your way knows your name
They want to burn you in the flame
The other day you told
right
But maybe soon
Ill make her proud
Making legal money with my music
While I move the crowd
But now I gotta struggle
Day by night and night by
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
it's followed by another
Huh? i'm rocking this for the 5 percent, brother
But there's 6 billion other people waiting to discover
What you wrote? better
hun"
"Hey! I can't see the TV!"
"It's been six weeks since Saddam Hussein was killed by a pack of wild boars
And the world is still glad to be rid
Gunna, Pablo Gunna, put the blood on the line
.Got my brother by my side, drinking codeine all the lean all the time
.My pyramid eye I guess illumination
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