Matt Simons – With you Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
Honest where I start from
I try and impart my wisdom
A combination of truth and fear
That’s the way it’s always been
My father and his before him
At times we hurt the …
[Verse 1:]
Honest where I start from
I try and impart my wisdom
A combination of truth and fear
That’s the way it’s always been
My father and his before him
At times we hurt the …
[Verse 1]
Oh, pity me
I’m so alone and so blue
My friends have all gone away
Their friendliness too
[Pre-Chorus]
It was I on my own
With no need to belong
And I wanted to die
That’s when …
[Verse 1]
Got some money, got some cash
I’m rich and now I’m sad
And I wonder if I’m sad about the money that I have
Got some boats on my plane
At the hotel …
[Intro]
Yeah
Polishin’ a goddamn sword, you know what I’m sayin’?
Polishin’ a sword (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Concrete Family, Concrete Industries, Concrete Boys up, always, never down
(And this beat from Cash, not from …
When the only sound in the empty street
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet
That belong to a lonesome cop
I open shop
When the moon so long has been gazing down
On …
[Intro]
America is in the house
[?] all y’all motherfuckers
[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Drip, hop, born from the crackpot
This is for the infants, the haves, and the have-nots
Meet us at the trap spot so you can be an astronaut
Thi-This will be the biggest leap that you ever hop
It seems niggas are fly and the junkies are high
And in my line of work that goes side by side
But when the worlds collide they waste a whole damn product
Here’s the adrenaline when the block get shot up
Take it to thе vein, matter of fact
Take onе shot to the brain
One dose or a two-dose, novocaine
Red dot to a nigga eye like Ka-no
Just another place you can’t go
Barricade, hit the gauge, we engage
That will leave a gauge-sized hole
Nigga, play your role, put it in your back pocket
Before they drop sheets, I’ma drop knowledge
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Stop it, now you gotta answer to the cosmic
Whatever they rock with is something non-toxic
Chop it, mix the green juice with the CrossFit
Better get my weight up, you other niggas lost it
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Gun cocked, make a nigga lung stop
Got my middle finger to the ceilin’, screaming, “Fuck cops”
Trigger finger start itchin’ when the fun stop
Fiends at the bus stop, eyes lookin’ bloodshot
Uh, stop your blood clot cryin’
They killed my dawg, now everybody’s dyin’
From Mount Maroon all the way to Mount Zion
I made a mental pilgrimage and now I know who I am (God)
Original man, heart of a lion
Starin’ at the Sun until my skin turn iron
Woke up in a dream, dawg, swear I started flyin’
From governers to politicians, everybody’s lyin’
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Stop it, now you gotta answer to the cosmic
Whatever they rock with is something non-toxic
Chop it, mix the green juice with the CrossFit
Better get my weight up, you other niggas lost it
[Outro: Denzel Curry]
Stop it, now you gotta answer to cosmic
…non-toxic…cho-chop it
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