VERSE
Drivin the 13
Drivin the warren
The road is clean n old
But oh so borin
I used to call you on the trip
Give you updates n shit
Tell you bout Cliff
But it was us that I missed
My brothers in arms
Like duck weed n ponds
Like prison n cons
Like acres n farms
Anything you needed
If i got it you got it
Anything we schemin
If i plot it you cop it
Incomes flat? lemme give you that
Nga fucked your girl
I touched his knees with a bat
Crew ran his pockets
Slapped off his hat
A hot head lil brother
With a pocket fulla cash
Pops ain't here but he watches from a distance
I failed in my youth so now i always listen
I was hopin time would get the beef out ya system
But fightin with mе is a great way to diss him
HOOK
Nicole Amada
How did it start
Im so glad its raining
Tore us apart
Im so sad its raining
Stab in thе dark
How is it we made it
Youve broken my heart
Hard to believe ain't it?
VERSE
Whoop they ass but bring em to task
That was dads way so we could further our path
Raised in the same home
No division or caste
So how you got a future by denying my past
I see no critic in your your peer group
No one pull your coat like thats weird dood
Open your heart
You ain't gotta fear truth
That ain't a picture of me
Im smear proof
Crude scrawls and cave paintings
Call it what u want dog
Essentially its hatin
The facts is the facts
Witnesses no debatin
They call it trust for a reason
Even probatin
So i finally understand why this feels like divorce
As i argue with my brother thru these courts
Why go thru the emotions pain of all sorts?
Cuz i love a man who dont love me of course
HOOK
VERSE
Pbs, joe conrad bill moyers
John crichton aeryn soong n moya
Anything to put my mind in a voida
No accountants appraisers or mean lawyers
Ignore my concerns free will thats your choice
Captain of my soul my sail to hoist
But allow me space to sound my voice
When i sit quietly thru every single one of your points
You get to say what you say
N do what you do
But let it be my turn
N you walk out the room
Swear an old tune is ya way of coming new
But only thing changing is nature of your moods
Thank god for tima
Thank god for j
Love is an asset free from decay
Ensure cliff dont turn in his grave
Im ready if you ready
Just miss me with the games
Drivin the 13
Drivin the warren
The road is clean n old
But oh so borin
I used to call you on the trip
Give you updates n shit
Tell you bout Cliff
But it was us that I missed
My brothers in arms
Like duck weed n ponds
Like prison n cons
Like acres n farms
Anything you needed
If i got it you got it
Anything we schemin
If i plot it you cop it
Incomes flat? lemme give you that
Nga fucked your girl
I touched his knees with a bat
Crew ran his pockets
Slapped off his hat
A hot head lil brother
With a pocket fulla cash
Pops ain't here but he watches from a distance
I failed in my youth so now i always listen
I was hopin time would get the beef out ya system
But fightin with mе is a great way to diss him
HOOK
Nicole Amada
How did it start
Im so glad its raining
Tore us apart
Im so sad its raining
Stab in thе dark
How is it we made it
Youve broken my heart
Hard to believe ain't it?
VERSE
Whoop they ass but bring em to task
That was dads way so we could further our path
Raised in the same home
No division or caste
So how you got a future by denying my past
I see no critic in your your peer group
No one pull your coat like thats weird dood
Open your heart
You ain't gotta fear truth
That ain't a picture of me
Im smear proof
Crude scrawls and cave paintings
Call it what u want dog
Essentially its hatin
The facts is the facts
Witnesses no debatin
They call it trust for a reason
Even probatin
So i finally understand why this feels like divorce
As i argue with my brother thru these courts
Why go thru the emotions pain of all sorts?
Cuz i love a man who dont love me of course
HOOK
VERSE
Pbs, joe conrad bill moyers
John crichton aeryn soong n moya
Anything to put my mind in a voida
No accountants appraisers or mean lawyers
Ignore my concerns free will thats your choice
Captain of my soul my sail to hoist
But allow me space to sound my voice
When i sit quietly thru every single one of your points
You get to say what you say
N do what you do
But let it be my turn
N you walk out the room
Swear an old tune is ya way of coming new
But only thing changing is nature of your moods
Thank god for tima
Thank god for j
Love is an asset free from decay
Ensure cliff dont turn in his grave
Im ready if you ready
Just miss me with the games
( Mr. Sweet )
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