Lyrics:
still boy. No need for static.
Get your ass in the car.
You're coming with us!
(Verse 2):
Had a show to do on a Thursday night
Me, Chill, Slip,
already seen
But who's to show me how I could not be like him
Every person's just like her they do not seem to feel
And all the armchair help evolves around
Yeah we're like baseball and hotdogs
You're Ferris Bueller and I'm your day off
The E Street Band and the Boss
You know your my happy clouds
But before I can decide to stay
Tell me where are we going
What you want me to do
I ain't about to lie
Cause it ain't helping nothing by not telling
See this dish
Not your wish
Wishful thinking forcing deeds
Meant for me
You're a beast
Beastly dreams upon on my leash
Serving me on your knees
Kneel
It's not chipped (no)
We're not cracked (uh-uh)
Oh, we're shattered (Mariah)
Ay hey, ay hey, ay hey (Young Money, Nicki Minaj)
Ooh na, na-na-na
be cautious
With the idols you see
But I'm telling you boss
That I'm idol to be
I came to star in the show
Not here to fuck on your hoe
Though she is
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
living in abundance
Never stuntin' on my people
Always helping when it's needed
20 Racks for my sister
I be stuntin' when I show Em
When I'm leading by
it’s not for me but you do what you want
Keep the peace, but who’s peace keeping for me
By helping everyone else first what do I achieve
Got some
can say I miss the pain
Even if it hasn't gone away
It only multiples when you're away
They said "Distance ruins Relationships"
We're we not close
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
Wood Tom Ford on the fragrance
I know you feel me but you’re not trying to say it
Say I’m loving the chase
Send me a video of you wearing Grey being
getting clowned
The shows about to start you best be sitting down
Step up step up, and buy a ticket now
You may not win but, you should still stick around
presented to you by
Me… that's me
With you, with you
Life is going my way
There's not a single thing I would change
Standin' on your doorstep
When you need me
What's your question?
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
charge them bitches extra
You're bleeding by a great white and I just caught the scent every dollar every cent
I'm biting off all I can get
I'm chewing
helping yourself
Cause everybody got a problem we all going through hell
Wanna show you care all you do is pick up the cell
It don't cost nothin a phone
hold these pills real strong
I'm tripped out, keep seeing colors so it's hard for me to respond
But you're messy, you're not right for me and you left me
on the gram
Where you show it all but we get by, yeah
We know you love Showing off
You're not my type you're not my type
But I just might take you for a ride
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
My sight was focused on you
Helping me out of this place
Throwing light to my way
You took me by the hand
To show there's a place that's heaven sent
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