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outernet
01:56
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left my heart in london
weed solve my problems
i am not your father
but i could be your father
this could go get awkward
just get my fucking profits
i dont need no comments
i want my fucking commas
monkey on my back and i cant get it the fuck off of it
aint good for that much so idk wtf you want from me
somehow if i split life into slices it aint that hard for me
somehow if i get my mind right it could be all perfect
kush smoke in abundance
tell me really you want this
i could be your mother
stead im just a fucker
im firm like bulgogi
sauteed beef with onion
white boy eat this pussy
then i trauma dump him
ok sorry im toxic
give me my fucking money
if it aint my birthday why she put that cake on me?
im tryna get this money mf the US govt
if you aint tryna get it for me could you get tf from me?
standing in this puddle of water i guess that the rain chose me
i feel like a alien this world it dont want me
i feel like a alien this world it dont want me
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pearlite
01:34
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ok ok whats that got a blunt for me
yeah i got a question who you are to me
baby brought a kiss not a blunt to me
we could get stoned at the bottom of the sea
all hope gone bitch sold out quick
all my life i been waiting for the end
honey i could bleed like you wouldn't believe
we could be at peace on a beach in Belize
i guess im that bitch off a claw and some bleach
i guess im that bitch i got pootie tang on my teeth
nail appointment at 2 shawty got another engagement at 3
i aint really got the money but i wish i could get you everything
i aint really got it on me but i get it just to get you anything
them other bitches like me maybe them other bitches like me
nightmares in the nighttime otherwise see you in my dreams
im bipolar why the fuck you wanna put up with my shit?
we got weed for the bad days
why i hold onto things?
while lifes floating away?
its just another day
kush seance praise to the pain
but lately it dont feel the same
how could anything be the same
how could anything be the same?
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gusteau
01:48
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they don't wanna see a bitch win
alcohol secrets kissing my lips
I got pain pain on my head
I need good head and some bands
you could do it gusteau I'ma chef
cooking pork tenderloin fuck a pig
and imma get it if it's it to get
baby they hate to see me win
baby they hate on a bitch
they playing mind games on the kid
I'm praying please God give me strength
okk how she busting
yeah you got money but you busted
can't hear none of that fuck shit
shouts out my cousins in London
I guess I smoke weed for the fuck of it
shouts silicone valley i fuck with them
don't ask no q's i need my P's these hunger pains
hitting different
so I gotta move a lil different
cause they love to kill black children
aint gon touch my fucking children
I'm on one now I need a million
had too many blunts now I'm addicted
who put these fuck niggas in position?
I need 40 acres and a AK
cause the fed knocking and the rent late
but bet a bitch a find a way to get paid
they don't wanna see a bitch win
alcohol secrets kissing my lips
I got pain pain on my head
I need good head and some bands
you could do it gusteau I'ma chef
cooking pork tenderloin fuck a pig
and imma get it if it's it to get
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warning
01:36
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Ill take it in portions.
all of this pain it anoint me
baby you think you annoy me
boy you could never ignore me
I gotta get it in lump sums
life get snuffed with no warning
internet boy I don't want you
internet points I don't want it
if she on call then I want it
I cant sleep cause I'm tossing
caught that bussy he tossed it
bitch you Gon get me caught up
bitch you Gon get me tore up
I'm don dada with a throater
told lil shawty he could roll up
bet that bitch Gon roll up
ok ok hold up
ok ok hold up
ok ok
ok ok
ok ok..
no he don't smoke but he took me
you would look good in a two seat
you would look good in a two piece
you know i got weed for the two of we
you know I got tears for the two of us
I can't think I'll say none
I can't feel I'll say none
broke ass nigga don't feel none
broke ass nigga you don't feel numb?
smoking on dirt til I feel some
smoking echoes til I hear some
lately bae I can't feel none
lately bae I can't feel none
hold me close for the feeling
I got tommy hil on..
he wanna fuck with my hil on..
she got on Dior cologne
and that kush be my cologne
I don't think you'd do me wrong
she said my love make her strong
so I just wanna live long
you can address me as that bitch
scuffed baby g shock on my wrist
I need something I can hold
you've been gone for too long
plant your kisses on my lips
and your fingers on my hips
you can have whatever you want.
you can have it all if you want.
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5. |
dainty (bands up)
02:17
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said she need a black man if he got them bands up
said she want a black man with his bands up
ok get your bands up
I could be your dancer don't know nun bout them handcuffs
Lululemon pants on
don't call boy I won't answer
gotta get my bands up
this life left me in doldrums
ah, ah,
baby hold sumn
what you gon do for a broke bitch?
ah, ah,
baby hold sumn
ah ah
baby you a angel
I know this life is painful
all them this you've been through, them other boys really just don't understand you
this all could be simple
you make me okay I don't know if you meant to
it's just another day but the things you do make it special
if I pulled up in a bus baby would you feel the way you said you did
if I put a razorblade to the pain would you still reach for my fingertips
put a pause on the conversation baby
I got all these racks to get
not for me, oh baby, I can't pretend
said she want a black man with his bands up
ok get your bands up
I could be your dancer don't know nun bout them handcuffs
Lululemon pants on
don't call boy I won't answer
gotta get my bands up
this life left me in doldrums
ah, ah,
baby hold sumn
what you gon do for a broke bitch?
ah, ah,
baby hold sumn
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baby I don't wanna be a problem
I don't wanna be a problem
everything is falling
yeah my heart's kinda awkward
apologies for my conscience
apologies for my content
I'm sorry I'm not content
I'm sorry I'm kinda broken
maybe baby you could hold me
maybe baby you could soothe me
I just feel so stupid
nothing lately's working
lately not working
lately it's not working
my visions hurt me
my feelings they hurt me
my words they surprise me
to the ends I'll take it
to the ends you could be with me
baby we could be perfect
baby it could be worth it
just to see how you would feel
just to see how I would feel
oh no
oh no
maybe not for me
just not for me
is life not for me?
this path aint for me
these words ain't for me
the sky ain't for me
these words ain't for me
this beach ain't for me
in the sandy sea
in my heart on the beach
lay my heart on the beach
maybe then could be perfect
nothing could ever hurt me
ah ah
ah ah
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7. |
go away
01:32
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I gotta go bro go away
546 in the morning
these streetlights are calling
are you really on H are you okay?
baby I hope that you're ok
baby I hope that you're joking
baby I hope they you're ok
blue band baby like emo or shoegaze
better tie your lace cause a bitch laced
none of these niggas is first place
my heart racing you're in first place
I remember like when that we first met
I remember back then it was kismet
bstar I'm the queen of the city
if you're a real bitch then you fuck with me
if you ain't a real bitch you can't fuck with me
damn, you really mean that?
all black dark skin baby throw ass like a quarter back
you a faux pass, I'm in faux fur, need a chauffeur
cause I burn gas, depressed ass, dirtbag, smoking dirt pack
aye
EBT ain't gonna cut it I'm starving
good day lay a prayer where your heart is
drug test but this shit is the hardest
tell God better pay me or I'm gonna see him
if you really love me then tell me I need it
I gotta go bro go away
546 in the morning
these streetlights are calling
are you really on H are you okay?
baby I hope that you're ok
baby I hope that you're joking
baby I hope they you're ok
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brother man
01:44
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feel so good that it's painful
see me is what you can't do
really bae I can't blame you
that's the fog and the rain too
black skin on my face, you
hold my cheek to your navel
clutch the pole like it pays you
not a thing could replace you
all this pain it can't break you
it's like all the pain it just made you
nigga I ain't even gon hold you
we could be in the motherland
american terrorist they wanna kill all our brother men
let's go to Belize or Guyana
ok I could be your baby mama
or maybe I could be your Rihanna
your safe harbor when waters are choppy
ok pree me your attention is calming
Maggie Cheung, you're so cute that I trip when I'm talking
sorry, dammit, I'm awkward
I wanna lay where your heart lives
rest in a tree in your garden
the leaves whisper in a calm wind
you can live here if you wanted
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cabin deck C
01:14
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10. |
had found me
01:10
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Gucci soda pop girl
You looking cutely today
Call you girl cause your name I don’t have the strength to say
Get the weed and champagne; think I need a lil space
All these thoughts in my brain; think I need a lil break
I don’t mean like heart break
In your heart I can’t stay
Cause my walls surround me
How this pain had found me?
How this pain had found me?
How this pain had found me?
How this pain had found me?
How this pain had found me?
You was eager for planning
I was seeking for plan B
We could go quarter for quarter
But I don’t think that I want to
I see this life as a warning:
you could get caught in the water
You cannot stand on the border
Yeah, you can stare if you wanna
Maybe I fail to be good enough
But you better watch who you talking to
All for my toil I give so much blood
I guess these tears is adding up
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