Lyrics:
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
was raised in a Forest The way he prey on his Opps Think he a Christian or a Muslim Victimized by his pops
It's hard for him to love a woman
Knew he
therapist
His own friends don't feel like they know him
All that he has is his notebook
So he writes about his emotions in the cafeteria
When these bullies
You need you need you need to know
That I believe In you to grow
I think
You should
Know what
Real love is
Don't you think about it
Be about it baby
It was difficult to navigate the world as a homeless teenager. My father was right. It was hard. And the world was tough. I think about this time in
Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don't hit ya
I was tryna' put donnys on, but I don't think they really got the picture
You can showboat
it never was, just like a rolling stone, I ain’t “gathering moss”
Then I wrote and direct a drama shot about my fucked up uncle under his
Put you in a black hearse, never had a wack verse? Never (me)
Think, don't react first
Ain't a wild nigga but he still let his Gat burst (me)
Never
fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Don't show no love
was smart and kept his girls in check
Made sure I never saw them and showed me respect
He didn't have to be loyal, like men should be
I don't care about
by a law that you never gon’ keep
I live by His grace and by it I’m free
I don’t need Mills I’d rather be Meek
Trust me I’m rich in a place you can’t
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby (love, love, love, love)
Don't you worry about a thing, baby
'Cause you know you got me by
you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby (love, love, love, love)
Don't you worry about a thing, baby
'Cause you know you got me by
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
on, I don't care
Better without you
My love, my love, was gathering dust
So long, Farewell
I won't think about you now
Don't think about you
Won't think
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Black Pendleton ball cap
(West, west, west)
We don't share the same synonym fall back
(West, west, west)
Been
think about the Pain it feels anew
With the word trust he don't Know what to do
Breath
I can't breath no more
I can't breath lord I'm down on My knees
mid-range
Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage, nigga
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me
mid-range
Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage, nigga
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me
shoulder and tell him about his brush strokes?
Them opinions, I don't trust those
I apologize, the city made a nigga so cut-throat
Every hood love me, but
about this
Lets talk about
Hows about we talk about that
I want it right now like a black father wants cows
For his daughter
To supprort her
Im tryn’a
Absolutely right absolutely
What you think about the blogs, Scaff Beezy?
Honestly, the blogs could just suck my
Damn cock, balls, deepthroat, gag, and choke
guideline)
One day, four times
You don't mind that I don't care
God is fair
Hello I would like to tell you about my love affair
With my husband
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