Lyrics:
saved even if I gave all I had to give her?
That's what I thought at the time
Oh, love that once was mine
I'm no saint, but does that make me a sinner?
I
over here all I get is victories
You gotta come to me fuck a delivery
Clientele like a distillery
You don't need a list to be a Saint
I never gave a damn
days
These niggas know not to play, I be the one that's gone go out and get em
I be the one that I trap in the winter
I'm in this bitch with the ski coat
seen and not let go
Who man may call a fool has more wisdom than we'll ever know
What you have illustrated is something we all long for
The freedom you
to leave this kind of love
That every situation cannot say us no
No! Now changing doesn't matter
To me
Left me like a fool tonight
Pray the saints for
Saint Peter was crucified upside down
We honor and respect him at all cost
The upside down cross belongs to US, not the world
Playing with my Yah you get
lala-la-la-la
Lala-la lala-la-la-la
I've seen death more than once
In my little time
I've spent all my money
On guns and good wine
But if one day I lie down
these days, they ain't goin' by the books
Proceed with caution, if you're not
You're lost in these fucked up times they
Have no remorse in
Get twisted,
pistol
You niggas real been big hoes
All yall niggas really just been big hoes
I can't ever fuck with those
Can't even by my foes
Nigga, who the fuck is
tired of all y'all crab ass rappers
Bucktown home of the Original Gunn Clappaz
Use to be on ocean by the street empire
See my man Buckshot on Bushwick
In fact I'll get some tickets here for everyone
All I gotta is pick up the celly
And its a done deal
Let me call Nick and tell him
By the way
so I can beckon
And call out an all-out rush just like wreckin
Your brain as you strain to maintain, sustain
The way you felt because I dealt you
Hey there boy did ya happen to know
Wherever you go I'll follow
Ooh babe, you're like a cool breeze
On a summer day
When you're near me
I don't
One day you'll learn when you get burned
By then it will be too late you ya
Be too late for ya
When the fire spreads and burns, don't you know?
certified prime by the USDA
Now the name that I use is DJ Run
And I'm a fast-talkin' slow-walkin' number one
And if you don't believe all the words I say
Me The Boog Show
Cuz they watching me
And for days back with no cable
I had told my bro
Bro Just Keep It Real
And just stay by me
Everywhere I go
You
Lately when I'm in my room all by myself
In the solitary gloom I call to myself
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made
Interrogate who ain't no fool
Bitch, you can't fit up in my shoes
Whole lot of drank by the boat-load (yeah)
Whole lot of sticks by the car-load (Skrrt)
No
Chorus:
I hate being lonely on Valentine’s Day
I hate all the posts I see
I try to stay away
Sipping on this drank
Make it hard for me to think
to be cool, please don't hate me for what I do
We're living all day
Please try to find a way to keep a smile
But instead of jump...
Try to find a way
comin' every way
Three to the O to the five
Young Smoove day can a fool get live
Take lives put the arrow on five
Eighteen shots how the nigga play
the world with all of my hitters
Make choices that benefit us
Breaking bread on private planes
Mazoe instead of champagne
Spending time in the day light
lead
Where you lead
I'll go where you lead
I'll go where you lead
And on the feast day of Saint Valentine
In the bleak mid-winter cold
Come lay
on billboards
Watch the Patek froze
Making all this money
Now my whole gang icey
Told you that I'd never come through
Steppin' on yo gang 'cause you fools
All my
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