who's killing you And all I want is for you to Breathe me in again Breathe me in again And all I want to tell you I still love you And all I want is
, y'all Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon Clap your hands y'all, c
where the feds, play sheist I still floss ice, keep it tight E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine That's how I flow, I gotta
and dreams are going (I won't let you be) Caught up in a war that you are not part of. I sign this letter Your Father, With Love. I'm trying to set my mind free. I
Chest Plate disintegrator, rider I never wore no mask, wacked the witness - vestless I'll put you on the graveyard's guest list ICE - cause I lack all emotions, I
little grip, I could cover the order When I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a quarter See the cross all flooded, little stones in the border And I
feel that? Yeah nigga that's what I'm talkin' about I know you not tired I'm through, I'm tired and I'm out this motherfucker Yo, I spit so real so
I remember I was just loner (I was just a loner, I was just a loner) (But I told them haters) "Look at me!" (I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams
anf drankin all your liquor im on the grind and my rhymes are gettin slicker while people think that this game gone last forever my people throw me green pain in every letter
Chorus Verse three You want the cheddar, and when I go down sell my bertta Rock all my sweaters, and write nasty love letters Thinkin' bout where I
thats all black, more critical wit tha mack Are russian war, kick it they bitches and fuck'em all ? like squad, they all talked, I stuck'em all Yall niggas
I cock it, and rock it like that brother in Colors Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin' to the rear But I can't get us all in
I wouldn't want to be around you If you didn't want to have me around I'm a m-a-n-n man, you blink your eyes and I'll be gone Man man, you blink your
seven seas I'm cashin' six-figure checks in all currencies It's like when I be tearin' it up in Paris Motherfuckers parler on the m-i-c It's all ooh la
I love swimming I'm good at it and when I swim, I count the laps, and this helps me relax When I was younger I saw a house burn down And I walked past
, I got feelings for you, man, I'm on some *** like middle school I'm tryna write you letters since I can't come home and tickle you I'll *** her wit
like all silence Fuckin' with a vet be, all problems I'm not about the threats B, I'm all promise Before "The Truth", position in the booth As a young scrap, I
you want this as bad as me? Do I buss you or let love become my tragedy? Always swore before I dropped I was goin' shoulder to the top Everything I got I
