What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin' The lesson from the Smith and Wesson is depressin' Niggas keep

(Park Hill romance) We got the love but they put out the fire (Park Hill romance) 'Cause they expect us to walk on the wire I love ya, will you marry me? Oh, what a shame we gotta pay for reality Ain't it sad, sad, sad? Every day, every day, every single

Wish I had no expectations All these tears that I cry while I'm turned to the side And you're in the same fucking bed But I expect, you expect, we expect With no confrontation I really wish we could talk about it instead Up in bed, all alone Wondering

This is sweet revenge And karma's a bitch You glutton for punishment What did you expect? Yet still you talk Try to fight but I will watch you fall A fistful of fear in my hands A bullet of betrayal in my brain

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me,

Hmhmhmhm ah ah I love him from the skin to my bones, ah But I don’t wanna miss home, ah There’s nothing to save and he knows, ah I’ll just runaway in the overnight "How long you leaving?" "Well Dad just don’t expect me back this evening Oh it could take

How could you leave us here? How would you leave us? Why would you leave us? Why would you leave us? Why would you leave us? How could you leave us so unexpected? We were waiting, we were waiting For you but you just left us We needed you, I needed you

Rivers get connected so much stronger than expected, well Sick love comes to wash us away Prisons of perspective How your vision gets corrected and Sick love is my modern cliché I don't know but it's been said Your heart is stronger than your head And

Lost aggressive youth You know what you’re breeding Chew us up, spit us out Push us back, hold us down What were you expecting? We are the faces lost in the crowd We may be down but we'll never be, never be out You will hear our sound Will you bite your