Lyrics

Yeah yeah Man hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy He really one of the really good homies out back in the city Back in the villy Yeah now we getting giddy I swear we ain't poppin' no pillies That ain't the dealie I ain't gon' show my Achilles I'm rookie but that shit is silly I'm picking lilies They for my mama she who pretty She working to make it so easy I'm talking deeply loving her children so much That they growin' up living the dreamy Life that she wanna live Fucker they came and took her too quick I ain't a bitch If I ever meet the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the fuck off of my dick Making me sick to my stomach Thinking bout' being a puppet String being pulled by a power who like to kill all of a sudden Taken and making me kicking the bucket Leaving me up on the summit I don't even know how to balance a budget I need a fam to give me a home And make me come back and believe up in something Man this for my cousins The ones who took me in to give me a home And giving me somewhere to grown and build up my throne Treat me like one of their own Making it feel like a home, and I can go on, wearing my papa's cologne Changing and fix up my tone yeah pick up the phone Now I don't feel so alone Yeah finally feel like I'm finding my zone Finally feel like I'm finding a home Finally feel like I'm back in my bones Finally feel like I paid back the loan Yeah finally feel like I'm off of the hook Finally feel like I'm reading some books Finally feel like I'm serving up looks Finally feel like I'm cooking up hooks Hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy He really one of the really good homies out back in the city Back in the villy Yeah now we getting giddy I swear we ain't poppin' no pillies That ain't the dealie I ain't gon' show my Achilles I'm rookie but that shit is silly I'm picking lilies They for my mama she who pretty She working to make it so easy I'm talking deeply loving her children so much That they growin' up living the dreamy Life that she wanna live Fucker they came and took her too quick I ain't a bitch If I ever meet the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the fuck off of my dick I blink for a sec and shit gets pretty real Follow the rules but that shit ain't the deal Breaking a promise I'm cracking a seal I'm poking myself to make sure I can feel I don't considerate or commiserate don't got time for that shit it ain't real Imma just mitigate and go litigate till I'm maybe just making a deal I ain't the best at the games they finna play And I think I be switching the fields You in my way you switching the lanes You greedy and finna come grab on my wheel Speaking in tongues yeah switching the words I used to be a lil boy from the burbs Now I'm a city man, who don't understand What I'm doing and what is my worth yeah The law is flawed with false facades And men who think they really gods Lords and kings been power sauced And left in holes for rich to fraud And poor to pick what's left from God The rest been facing fire squads Stop the cop from do they job To keep the peace enforce the law Listen up we falling back Losing hope we off the tracks Money get you what you want But what you want ain't really that Falling into mirror smoke Losing sight and losing hope Pray and think that life's a joke We lose the noose and grab the rope Yeah this where I'm at I went on a tangent but now that I'am back I'm losing my focus I'm spitting the raps I'm losing my locus I'm spilling the facts I ain't a poet I say what I mean I am a lotus I bloom on the scene I got a motive I'm giving them doses to try and go find my way out of the dream I swear I ain't broken I'm fixing myself Loaded with lyrics that speak for themselves Get me to talking I spill the tea the beans I promise I don't need your help Put me in the ring with the reaper Couple of rounds and we gonna get deeper Cut that man deaper than all the scares on my heart When he came and took both of my leaders So hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy He really one of the really good homies out back in the city Back in the villy Yeah now we getting giddy I swear we ain't poppin' no pillies That ain't the dealie I ain't gon' show my Achilles I'm rookie but that shit is silly I'm picking lilies They for my mama she who pretty She working to make it so easy I'm talking deeply loving her children so much That they growin' up living the dreamy Life that she wanna live Fucker they came and took her too quick I ain't a bitch If I ever meet the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the fuck off of my dick
Writer(s): Aria Barin Khiabani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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