LLO
Four
(AYE) Yeah
They hate love
But love hate
How that make sense
Watch you everyday
But be blind when it's time to represent
I hate to say
I'm gone be alone
When I grind to make a way
Niggas act like hoarding the gold
When all we asked is faith
Snakes in the grass
Got bitches on my mind
But mostly
Ghost of the past
I ain't delivering food
But I hit the
Door and I dash
You don't drive alone
Til' you crash
I bill a zoot, f*ck it up
Bill again, then I ash
Taught myself to be a
Man without a dad
It takes longer for wounds to heal
Without a cast
Don't go drown to save a fish
Once you learn
The ocean is vast
All old beefs already hashed
Give me love, I'll say I pass
To avoid the emotional drag
But I'm human
Wrong or Right
Be clearly different
But common sense
Often loses
I tell myself
I won't be quick to lust
But still I choose it
Amazing how I constantly
Find myself in a loop
Foolish
Fell for the trap of
Adaptive movement
Smoothest
Love how they doubt me
Until I prove it
Ruthless
Not too many things
That I regret
There's a reason
Why it happened
And we met
If we cross paths, or don't
To me, both ways is bless
I wasn't sleeping any more or any less
If I'm quiet
Let me think don't get me vexed
I tend to have this feeling in my chest
They say the world is similar to chess
My first move
Always leans to Dutch Defense
Thats pawn
To D four to say it best
I hope I blow up like C-four
Sike Nah
I can't disclose the rest
Two twins Johnny Test
My dawg, he the shit
Like Dookie
He could co-sign
That I was never flukey
One
Son of a gun
Don't shoot me
I always wanted cheddar
But couldn't afford blue cheese
Niggas stay fishy like sushi
But, you could never get
Enough for the food lines
Don't mind them fellas
Just move on
Still keeping the Fa, like Mulan
Wasn't far away, but I was too gone
Thought I knew it all
But I was too wrong
I'm sorry mom
The process took me
Too long
Or the fact that
This what I spent
My school on
Ask Jack
Young bachelor
Cuz every time I F*ck a bitch
I question just how much
She was an actor
How many times
She had to speak to pastors
In a Rollie Ghost, like Casper
So that when she dancing
These niggas is prancing
Older women giving evil glances
Judging and comparing
To they past -ish
I try my best
To not speak in the past tense
Come on baby, I been thought
We was past this
Can't hold no grudges
To my lover's don't know
When I'll see my casket
I'll alley-oop
If you can score the basket
Yeah
You put in work
Then it's gon show
Until the day I go
You know Long Live my brother Moh