come back to me
• Written by Tribe
Seeing my life changing I was young but I hated it//
im not made of money I smoked blunts with a couple 40s//
drive bys every day//
sittin on my porch smokin on dat chronic shit//
Tryna get inside your mind without the night shift//
Take a look now my finger slipped//
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split//
Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit//
nigga bak up now you a crazy bitch //
Double my self made me forever rich//
Lifes a bitch//
Bitchin turns fuckin physical//
maybe even critical//
Never seen you as lyrical//
I'm the best, even when i'm cynical//
Should be poetic or lyrical //
maybe even political//
'fore we do the unthinkable//
The world is so typical//
So much more to life than rhyming by the syllable//
We original officially the most original//
Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital//
Killing my flow making that ritual I'm so spiritual//
I'm up here spitting on the mic tonight like mic n ike//
So evil wise to despite I wonder why me killing my shit all o the time//
These are my rhymes soakin and broken in grime//
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Tribe
Member since August 4 2014