Oleander

Buckwild & Chuck Strangers - Rap
Oleander
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Duration: 2:52
Lyrics
Many of us know what it means to suffer. Many of us know what it means to have a hard time [Verse 1:] I don't need the night off just 15 minutes about to scurry down [white cough??] off I need the dark slave took like 4 or 5 of me good grab it Heal the scars, y'all don't see, it's just me, T and Timothy Niggas growing up We out here wild been to see no vendettas Nigga join the newsletter brand new chase sweaters It's chess, not checkers I'm a collector never been a debtor We pacesetters no investors so they fed us when it's pressure I hold the trophy in the varsity leather 'cause I'm better You know what? I'm on it's cool We can get along, but it's fake dope Guess it's fake, though keep me away from the haters and the plain clothes Please, Lord, let me drop a calm 60 on the scoreboard No, I owe it to my hands. fallen friends, before you know it It be fall again let's see it to the end where do I begin? Lawless man love hard crush doja read 'til they eyes bleed And grow up to be Ron Isley baddie beside me To fight with my family for my cheese when they bury me [Verse 2:] Alpha Delph has with me Reuben Long, 60, flipped it, sent it back quickly Hate missed me all them niggas from the star try to [?] me Now they black history Trying to exercise my civil rights Honda Civic nights, pressed up British Knghts We ain't have enough to do it right when the dollars up These niggas get polite when the loot hit you feel a nigga plight We doing something right drinking moonshine half blind And nigga lost his own mind for ten minutes Came with it wired up no cable nigga start the new label I'm not brother's keeper don't blame me for that bullshit on your speakers Black leaders We the leaders bring your best black Intel graphics with the left, which I'm blessed bitch They say, Jay, we need some urgency inadvertently My name is etched eternally dolo at the attorney Pop said it be lonely on your journey It's just me and my bitch She was born when Biggie dropped "Me and my bitch" So now I got a hornet to shoot and shoot don't blame Tammy I got the game from Sammy old one Camry New York , Miami Just want to be with Sandy you made it back with no planning on our job Praise Allah the moon the stars The rest is bullshit
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Credits
- Writers
- Chuck Strangers
- Buckwild