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Colors all around us, colors up above The sky is turning grey, but how long I'm fin to take the full skies show me love Love, scary as the size Cop, cop, laying in the ferris, Falls in the song till the song like a seris Blasting niggas up yeah, blasting niggas up Give it up, give it up Told my mom I would never get too comfortable Never tell a lie, but never Never was a sign, that if you said it You would do it so, I guess I fucking lied, how it feels to get by How it feels to get high, fill it up, fill it up Put the weed in the blunt, blow it strong, give a fuck No not one, no not none, no not sum I'm the motherfucking one bitch Pulling bitches damn quick, down with the flow Hella bum with the clothes Know I'm lieing yo, women hear my line like I'm lieing Cause I'm lieing though Never tell the truth, I feel the devil would approve Heaven sent but never repenting my fellows With the soul margellas in the booth Changing weathers in the room God, my niggas die slow until hell gaze Grace me with the dream so I never see them hell gaze nigga Colors all around us, colors up above The sky is turning grey, but how long I'm fin to take the full skies show me love Love, scary as the size Cop, cop, laying in the ferris, Falls in the song till the song like a seris Blasting niggas up yeah, blasting niggas up I pull those guns and those triggers, blowing, blowing, I'm in I kill em, kill em, all for my niggas Bless the hearts of the victims Blood clod caught hard to the feeling Nah, all for my chillin, bitch I'm carved from the realest is Hard as the genesis, the mar but the yar and the car full of women friend Off to the Pentagon, gone, gone off tic tac with a bomb Hit the bomb, getting strong, for every blunt Billy bong reassureance, renaisance of the art of Da Vinci 50-50 pride up, far far from Kreashawn Cause my bitches wear nothing to bind And we binding, throwing bulls hard in the marsh pit 808 small lit, I'm sick as all eyes in, heartless, this girl is so carcass Blazing never racist nigga, never give a fuck because age will never phaze a nigga Gone ... before we shame a nigga, bitch! Colors all around us, colors up above The sky is turning grey, but how long I'm fin to take the full skies show me love Love, scary as the size Cop, cop, laying in the ferris, Falls in the song till the song like a seris Blasting niggas up yeah, blasting niggas up Wicked rhymes, many times I supply, Getting laugh feel the wrath, feel the vibe On to the throne, feel alone, let it loan I would rise to my own, fucking hand out in the sonaries... Mama paid, I'ma make it it, I'm a slave I'ma work, I'ma blaze, now that ain't you but a curse And it says, any fucking thing I kill Any fucking thing, with a verse, many secrets...give a fuck about Anything green, I get splurge Feel the homies with the dream I deserve Feel the urge to be many fucking kings Versace things...on the scene I'm rocking jeans I deserve, and grinding harder than her Many colors, different bitches, detention is bout to break in I feel it so I'm away, with a couple of this zan I feel it so I'ma take charge Different colors above us that live in great arts, nigga. |