Bill Gluckman
Sons
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons
Life what Ima show for it
Genie to my dreams I make my own wish
Turn a cloud to a basket i ain't never miss
Even sitting on planes I ain't never trip
I am not the one to beg I'm not expecting Nothing
How they coming with they hands out but Good for nothing?
Even when my fam was full we had to act Hungry
Couldn't switch up on my sons like I'm bill Gluckemen
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
They got Lenny in the system like to lock them Crips
Ask Bobby ask Nate and ask MC Ren
I couldn't even fucking retweet or add no Friends
The Last time I did a favor I was in that Pen
Look you in your face and tell you what they Can
Claim it's all bred and butter until you in that Jam
Look in your face again and say that wasn't The plan
But this time you in that cell and you a different Man
That's Flaw that's four Letter F word
Now I'm saying fuck em like the F word
Consequences of a dumb bird
Make me not even wanna network
Now I sit back and just observe
I'm peeping her pressure it's statics
She know she calm and collect
Had choices I was the selection
This life what Ima show for it
Genie to my dreams I make my own wish
Turn a cloud to a basket i ain't never miss
Even sitting on planes I Aint never trip
I am not the one to beg I'm not expecting Nothing
How they coming with they hands out but Good for nothing
Even when my fam was full we had to act Hungry
Couldn't switch up on my sons like I'm bill Gluckmen
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
First it's R.I.P Jen we still showing love
She was chucking up the B while we was Yelling cuz
If you never left my spot you probably wouldn't Be dead
How you look over a queen and put one in her Head
I hope you look over your bitch and see her Face instead
I can't believe she dead oh man
I can't believe she read
As I look over my life I should acknowledge What I gain
Hard to relook on the past
When you to focused on the pain
Hard to think about the good when you to Focused on the pain
As I think about the past
All that love that didn't last
I ain't tripping blowing gas
Sitting back getting cash
Why the fuck would a
Young nigga really be madd
This life what Ima show for it
Genie to my dreams I make my own wish
Turn a cloud to a basket i ain't never miss
Even sitting on planes I Aint never trip
I am not the one to beg I'm not expecting Nothing
How they coming with they hands out but Good for nothing
Even when my fam was full we had to act Hungry
Couldn't switch up on my sons like I'm bill Gluckmen
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons
Life what Ima show for it
Genie to my dreams I make my own wish
Turn a cloud to a basket i ain't never miss
Even sitting on planes I ain't never trip
I am not the one to beg I'm not expecting Nothing
How they coming with they hands out but Good for nothing?
Even when my fam was full we had to act Hungry
Couldn't switch up on my sons like I'm bill Gluckemen
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
They got Lenny in the system like to lock them Crips
Ask Bobby ask Nate and ask MC Ren
I couldn't even fucking retweet or add no Friends
The Last time I did a favor I was in that Pen
Look you in your face and tell you what they Can
Claim it's all bred and butter until you in that Jam
Look in your face again and say that wasn't The plan
But this time you in that cell and you a different Man
That's Flaw that's four Letter F word
Now I'm saying fuck em like the F word
Consequences of a dumb bird
Make me not even wanna network
Now I sit back and just observe
I'm peeping her pressure it's statics
She know she calm and collect
Had choices I was the selection
This life what Ima show for it
Genie to my dreams I make my own wish
Turn a cloud to a basket i ain't never miss
Even sitting on planes I Aint never trip
I am not the one to beg I'm not expecting Nothing
How they coming with they hands out but Good for nothing
Even when my fam was full we had to act Hungry
Couldn't switch up on my sons like I'm bill Gluckmen
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
First it's R.I.P Jen we still showing love
She was chucking up the B while we was Yelling cuz
If you never left my spot you probably wouldn't Be dead
How you look over a queen and put one in her Head
I hope you look over your bitch and see her Face instead
I can't believe she dead oh man
I can't believe she read
As I look over my life I should acknowledge What I gain
Hard to relook on the past
When you to focused on the pain
Hard to think about the good when you to Focused on the pain
As I think about the past
All that love that didn't last
I ain't tripping blowing gas
Sitting back getting cash
Why the fuck would a
Young nigga really be madd
This life what Ima show for it
Genie to my dreams I make my own wish
Turn a cloud to a basket i ain't never miss
Even sitting on planes I Aint never trip
I am not the one to beg I'm not expecting Nothing
How they coming with they hands out but Good for nothing
Even when my fam was full we had to act Hungry
Couldn't switch up on my sons like I'm bill Gluckmen
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
Couldn't switch on my sons yeah
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