his last day in the Air Force and he never even told us that he could sing let alone play guitar band song write
Lyrics: picture me rolling
Like 2(Pac) blunts in a Mazda 3
I’m 15 with my cousin and he younger than me
had never smoked weed but trees had a n—— intrigued
they told me we could just leave all the pain and deceit
i sat back in my seat feeling my brain cells bleeding
moms tweaking but I’m itching for the hand that’s leading me
down the wrong path
F— that, the money he got
selling grass to his class and they thinking he hot
in high school i was a youngster just looking for love
but thanks to intel i was expelled by an intown sub
i get criminal vibes even when I’m inside
Gangstas living in a front back and side-to-side
of my complex I’m dark skin and got a complex
kill every copper with a chopper if they f—— with you
green on my mind scene of the crime
mindset screwed
and that’s crazy cuz when I was 12(yr) my pops was too(he was a cop)
close your eyes and wish upon a star
or open up your mind and tell me where’s your heart
is it somewhere near mine or
is it somewhere near a shore
up in California where I’ll never go
You left this brownie town and rightfully so
in the middle of the night but you’ll never be alone
now with all your momma’s money or your daddy’s property
place a hand over your heart promise that you’ll never leave
the year is so much darker when i no longer see leaves
You charmed me from the start
wake me in the morning but don’t pinch me if I’m dreaming
f— this hatred that’s fake s— escape it and follow
dreams should supersede Picasso but they end up in bottles
you call a man out his name
he going insane
call him a n—— then they figure that the blacks could be tamed
extracted the strange and fame got him going insane
in plain sight they summon up rain
to sum up the pain
can someone explain their doctrine
adopted by Cain
adored by the average averages and actually slain
If apathy
painted a portrait
put him close to the flame
The flood washed away his body but his spirit remains
and I ain’t got to be your neighbor just give me what the f— I came for
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