biting my tongue with my foot in mouth I'm kicking myself, kicking myself in the ass I know, I shouldn't judge you by your past Your past
'm biting my tongue with my foot in mouth I'm kicking myself, kicking myself in the ass I know I shouldn't judge you by your past Jealousy hit me I screamed
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m biting my tongue with my foot in mouth I'm kicking myself, kicking myself in the ass I know I shouldn't judge you by your past Jealousy hit me I screamed
I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap
You went from zero to none in these past three months on your level of affection I don’t wanna be that girl that cries herself to sleep putting up with your
[Chorus: Lloyd] At the end of the night if you're feelin lonely Keep me on your mind if you need some grown things Just tell me the time and you know
Broad that is sleep and you're sick, because your's left you Bring her to the church, and the pastor says God bless you Bring her round your boys, but
has been around the block so all the girls know my game Plus my milk money is sour way past the date So let's go where we can grow a pound of dope we
check your appearance at And cats who know where all the hot 'lo gear is at The stompin grounds, where you find a pound, smoke is that Be blazin charm that have your
, with one or two throws I draft 'em outta high school straight into the pros Who knows? I know! And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
always stop by Willies house and say "Do you'll need anything from town?" He'd say, "No, but why don't you'll Stop on your way back home And I'll get
' fresher The manifester apply the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyester Now fix your fuckin' face up Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch your
'm gone Nigga get a little loony and grown, soup in the dome Bump me up worst when I went to the group home I said, gangstas ride, ride with me Gentlemen live your
playa standin beside her, doin her wrong she be doin her own, now i'm takin her home little goose and patrone, lets get it on, turn off your phone lets get grown
away from home And oh my God, I can't believe it I've never been this far away from home Great rulers make for greater glory The only thing growing is
your window glow Feed the past even though I'm grown Love can last, it never truly goes So I sit and I wait, still I can't navigate to your castle Home
