(And all my days I'll give to you, my life, for you are in my life, to stay)
I say check
It's mr
Lemons to lemonade
Here again with ready made,
Rhythms to serenade,
For every single Sour day
Believe me power came from many hours heavy rains
Washing imbedded stains,
I found that freedom dies in playing clean
Niggas painting scenes they ain't appraising genes
Assess the a to z's we check the make up faithfully
Too many niggas tryna be king it seems
Poison in the water clouding the stream
I grieve
Daily
Reprieve,
Inhaling my vapors somn in the air got em weak
It can't be me it me make me hateful to breathe,
I'm diverging from the profit burdens certainly that came with some ease,
But i get comfortable im back to indeed
Sacking up weed
Tracking labor stashing paper passing on needs
Every facet of that aggravate me,
Not alone but as the one with song I have to say things
Not lavish ain't gleam
They tragic tales accurate scenes
But have to be seen
Yeah
No falling backwards this the greatest of before and afters
8 is just the latest chapter
And there will be,
Many during and many after
Share these lessons carefully
What they will do with it
I'm sure they have to
I'm just like my river raised
Let it flow thru and incredible passage
Maybe find a way to mass acclaim but aim for just action,
Avoiding temptations, just payment,
To astral
N payment ancestral
Not Just amount
Special
A piece toooooyouuu
From what u left us
A gracious
A graciousss oneee
I often think about the spider what he'd say
But
Dont even think that any spider ever said somn
Shit might just be a head problem
(A gracious, a gracioussss one)
Fin
I know a nigga working 16's
His father getting surgeries n sickly
His car is old that man a pothole from a 6 speed
In college tho cause education always a vict'ry
He falling to the billings home ain't scholarship friendly
He telling me in spite of everything that man dispelling he can't find a sense of reverence
A systematic hellish cycle at him fore his breakfast
Get digested,
Not a message,
I'm just saying
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(And all my days I'll give to you, my life, for you are in my life, to stay)
I say check
It's mr
Lemons to lemonade
Here again with ready made,
Rhythms to serenade,
For every single Sour day
Believe me power came from many hours heavy rains
Washing imbedded stains,
I found that freedom dies in playing clean
Niggas painting scenes they ain't appraising genes
Assess the a to z's we check the make up faithfully
Too many niggas tryna be king it seems
Poison in the water clouding the stream
I grieve
Daily
Reprieve,
Inhaling my vapors somn in the air got em weak
It can't be me it me make me hateful to breathe,
I'm diverging from the profit burdens certainly that came with some ease,
But i get comfortable im back to indeed
Sacking up weed
Tracking labor stashing paper passing on needs
Every facet of that aggravate me,
Not alone but as the one with song I have to say things
Not lavish ain't gleam
They tragic tales accurate scenes
But have to be seen
Yeah
No falling backwards this the greatest of before and afters
8 is just the latest chapter
And there will be,
Many during and many after
Share these lessons carefully
What they will do with it
I'm sure they have to
I'm just like my river raised
Let it flow thru and incredible passage
Maybe find a way to mass acclaim but aim for just action,
Avoiding temptations, just payment,
To astral
N payment ancestral
Not Just amount
Special
A piece toooooyouuu
From what u left us
A gracious
A graciousss oneee
I often think about the spider what he'd say
But
Dont even think that any spider ever said somn
Shit might just be a head problem
(A gracious, a gracioussss one)
Fin
I know a nigga working 16's
His father getting surgeries n sickly
His car is old that man a pothole from a 6 speed
In college tho cause education always a vict'ry
He falling to the billings home ain't scholarship friendly
He telling me in spite of everything that man dispelling he can't find a sense of reverence
A systematic hellish cycle at him fore his breakfast
Get digested,
Not a message,
I'm just saying
I say check
It's mr
Lemons to lemonade
Here again with ready made,
Rhythms to serenade,
For every single Sour day
Believe me power came from many hours heavy rains
Washing imbedded stains,
I found that freedom dies in playing clean
Niggas painting scenes they ain't appraising genes
Assess the a to z's we check the make up faithfully
Too many niggas tryna be king it seems
Poison in the water clouding the stream
I grieve
Daily
Reprieve,
Inhaling my vapors somn in the air got em weak
It can't be me it me make me hateful to breathe,
I'm diverging from the profit burdens certainly that came with some ease,
But i get comfortable im back to indeed
Sacking up weed
Tracking labor stashing paper passing on needs
Every facet of that aggravate me,
Not alone but as the one with song I have to say things
Not lavish ain't gleam
They tragic tales accurate scenes
But have to be seen
Yeah
No falling backwards this the greatest of before and afters
8 is just the latest chapter
And there will be,
Many during and many after
Share these lessons carefully
What they will do with it
I'm sure they have to
I'm just like my river raised
Let it flow thru and incredible passage
Maybe find a way to mass acclaim but aim for just action,
Avoiding temptations, just payment,
To astral
N payment ancestral
Not Just amount
Special
A piece toooooyouuu
From what u left us
A gracious
A graciousss oneee
I often think about the spider what he'd say
But
Dont even think that any spider ever said somn
Shit might just be a head problem
(A gracious, a gracioussss one)
Fin
I know a nigga working 16's
His father getting surgeries n sickly
His car is old that man a pothole from a 6 speed
In college tho cause education always a vict'ry
He falling to the billings home ain't scholarship friendly
He telling me in spite of everything that man dispelling he can't find a sense of reverence
A systematic hellish cycle at him fore his breakfast
Get digested,
Not a message,
I'm just saying
Writer: Twin Mitchell
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