歌詞

The sun dont do nothing but shine Highlights Highlights And in my heart I'll cut you a slice Highlights Ayo Pickin green crumbs off the human made Stitched pony on me same as my fuckin name Handin out flowers won't wait for the day All my homies dead I'll be rolling and awake Bitch I do believe in fate This decision on parlay Bih venetian hands on cake Thinkin what you'd never say You liable to pop Hope you got fam to keep ya safe Trippin balls at the Angelika Timothy lookin like a kate Flippin M's up from the K's Did it without losing face I could see the pricetags on y'all loose as frozen grapes Only lookin up to allah oh lord Birds sing for me tellin me it's time to work I think I peeped it What was cause of all this weakness Huh Still had some healing Bandaged up and shot the village up You know it take a few to raise the children right enough Don't tone it down to they request You know they always baking up Smoking prop ciggys In the clutches is my city, huh Fitting how I made the kiddies dumb Bouta fuck a kidney up Spill some blood on home turf Then pray that you'll be loved I wish you luck Yeah I wish you luck But still I'm pacing back and forth Upholding deity complex If all they see in me is jest I might just pull the trigger then Blanks in the barrel I just love to act dramatic You been on the run You just love to act asthmatic The sun dont do nothing but shine Highlights Highlights And in my heart I'll cut you a slice Highlights They'd have to look at my molecular pattern To realize it works Like the curls of a cat perm And from the ink bleeds a fool That dreams of a few decades long peace, sharing sheets and getting home in one piece Living! to every breath, every saint, ketchup stain Every link in the chain makes sense cus being me brings cents Till the cup holders hold sippi cups Imma run it up! Every single word that my lungs hold! Word to my mom imma get her out the sunrays Leak through Imma shine to bring the shade With my permanent marker leads the way My words sharpen, bitch God gave me the sun And I love it when I wake And I hate it when I clock in So I write to block the rays one day Word! Word! Word! I need to block the sun! So I Work! Work! Work! Work!
Writer(s): Polo Plascencia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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