TorcH

TorcH - Schoolboy Q

Lyrics by：Q. Hanley/M. Loving/M. Spears/N. Wesonga/Tony Russell

Composed by：Q. Hanley/M. Loving/M. Spears/N. Wesonga/Tony Russell

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I'll trade the noise for a piece of divine

Uh

This that **** the blogs

The afterbell we hang in halls

Underage smokin' w**d and alcohol

Grandma sweeped shells out the driveway

One of the homies got slayed so we bang

At the king parade

I can take you spots where gangsters walk

The real damus and locs boyz n

The hood wasn't even close

Where the girls' kitten show hit

The d**e and the p***y soaked

Now she get you for your change captain save-a-hoe mane

I ain't been right since out the cervix

I know a m can make it perfect

It came through more than the one I worship

You I never lie the truth be told

The d**e it gettin' sold

He got the runny nose

Summertime we don't trust n***as in winter clothes

I swear the hood low as the burner

Get rolls I follow the city codes

My money short

Missin' the days of honey oats

Dollar bills in mama's coat

Cartoons and bubble soap

This be the realest **** I wrote

This be that ride that hunnid spoke

Red and blue from head to toe

Who needs a motha****in' friend

You see them mothafuckin' rims

Met the devil in disguise

Look through my mothafuckin' eyes

Look at my eyes look at my block

Look at my **** cold

Bustin' these nines true to my life

Word to my pen so

Take what you want get what you like

Open that window

That **** raw

Ain't it that **** raw

Look through my mothafuckin' eyes

Vision impaired by the high

No cares on my mind

Couple dares that is fine

This **** from 'round the back house

More baggies bagged and that roach

In granny's plastic suede couch

Best play cat and that mouse

A minor pitchin' in major

Stay servin' d**e but we cater

Take you back to my sega

Slammin' bones on that table

Runnin' errands for grams the paramedics at tam's

Forced to grow to a man

Before la had them rams

Went to school for the *****es

Where scorin' *** was the goal

Lungs black as a crow got banned

From every hood store

My haters came for the better

And money came for the loads

Concrete where we rose you wasn't built from this mold

****ed up the game with many flow

I've been a loc since henry o

I'm ten toes you movie role

I do this **** for lifers way before

Jehri curls cut dickies and sherm smoke

Got so many bodies the world knows ****

Don't worry 'bout no witness your homies go under oath

But our dreams were big homie

The world done flipped on me

Took my soul then clicked on me

Who needs a mothafuckin' friend

You see them mothafuckin' rims

Met the devil in disguise

Look through my mothafuckin' eyes

Look at my eyes look at my block

Look at my **** cold

Bustin' these nines true to my life

Word to my pen so

Take what you want get what you like

Open that window

That **** raw

Ain't it that **** raw

Look through my mothafuckin' eyes

Vision impaired by the high

No cares on my mind

Couple dares that is fine

My picture was in full frame

But my vision had distort

My memory is okay

But my feelings on point

I could be here all day

If you let me go go go go

Oh lord

You don't know the half of what

I had to hold hold hold hold

No lord

I see faces at my window

My patience growin' short

I had no one to lend on

That's why that chip is so cold

Kinda like the cool king on my fallen bros

Oh lord

Guess that's my curtain call my last go

Ain't this **** what you wanted to see

Ain't this **** what you wanted to see