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critical - rapweedwater&bs lyrics

just trying to understand this life and how to live it
(yea, young nineties baby out here trying to understand man)
put my pride in painting these pictures, pray they vivid
(i do this for y’all, i do this for myself, i do it for the culture)
it was either this integra, or like a civic
(psshh, back in the day, ’07 man,)
life is rap, weed, water, and baggin’ b-tches
(“heyyy! where the – hoesss!”)

uh, vamping in the hamptons, or plotting on manifesting a mansion
either way i’m up in the wee
trying to get the worm before the birds and the bees
you see i love getting pussy but trendsetting ain’t free – f-ck it
i’d rather invest in myself than a job
building my spiritual wealth and my squad
essays is bangin’ i”m watching for lobs
the flow is – money as mitch in the gold dayton saab
peace to allah, and buddha alike
we hit that – buddha take flight
what the f-ck we doing tonight, that ain’t already been done?
my nigga you lose some, my nigga you win some, but you gotta play
best case scenario do the shit like mater dei
i know it’s hard but we can find a way
i find it funny how the girls that used to never give me time-of-day
i used to daydream over
now the planes leave over-night to different places and different spaces
the definition of what faith is, do you believe?
when you be texting hoes ‘hind your girl, do you delete?
and when i’m caught why i repeat?

just trying to understand this life and how to live it
(man, 25 years young on this planet, still here though.)
put my pride in painting these pictures, pray they vivid
(tss, man i been do this for like 5 years now, man.)
it was either this integra, or like a civic
(we done been through war, we done been from the bay and back and, all around the world it seems like.)
life is rap, weed, water, and baggin’ b-tches
(“heyyy! where the – hoesss!”)

most nights i spent solo, mad-missions in aukee rojo
while lost souls sleep like a yo-yo
just want one chick to be loyal, let’s get this bread don’t be pollo
swear to god with this flow it feel like a nigga struck oil
and if it’s lies god strike me, kept it honest-as-can-be
i ain’t had a plan-b, since i went raw in my ex
and had me contemplating my future, i was perplexed
and thought about ending it all over a text!
she just – wish i would love her like my love for the west
but like jay said “gotta learn to live with regrets,” not regress
pray that i’m forgiven wish her success
never stress, b-mping tribe called quest

just trying to understand this life and how to live it
(everyday i grow to understand myself more, know what i’m saying?)
put my pride in painting these pictures, pray they vivid
(it’s evolution, evolution as an artist, evolution as a human being)
it was either this integra, or like a civic
(i don’t know, what would you have chose? i was just trying to ride, know what i’m saying?)
life is rap, weed, water, and baggin’ b-tches
(“heyyy! where the – hoesss!”)

they in our section homie
they been working out, the whole team flexin for me
that’d be some shit if i should hit and she make breakfast for me
i don’t know this life just feels destined for me
everyday i’m stuck between knowledge-of-self
and chasing all these things where the pleasures are felt
trying to turn thought into something that’s real
lost in the realm between heaven and hell

so what you want nigga?
what you want, what you want nigga?

so what you want nigga?
what you want, what you want nigga?
(just trying to understand this life and how to live it,)
so what you want nigga?
what you want, what you want nigga?
(put my pride in painting these pictures, pray they vivid,)
so what you want nigga?
what you want, what you want nigga?
(it was either this integra, or like a civic,)
so what you want nigga?
what you want, what you want nigga?
(life is rap, weed, water, and baggin’ b-tches,)
…”heyyy! where the – hoesss!”

- critical lyrics

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