Lyrics:
the truth like I'm tramp
And I probably got your n***a trendin' on me
Got my mind set in the hood like it's H2O
Said I'm probably not talkin' bout war
Clams
heart boy to just break him in
Never needed nothin from a dude who shop at H&M
Im headed to the ATL my money like an ATM
In the Lambo I been out here
Don't you ever worry
Cause I'm here for you
I'm always by your side
Always near
When I'm not with you
I feel lost without you
I'm telling the truth
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
YHK Not again
LUV
Told you I been working on it
Overtime
Baby at least I am honest
I can't tell
All of the confessions on it
You ask bout my mind
wandering eye
Never discreet when she passes by
You know that ain't me
You must have lost your mind thinking
That I'm the same way
You're still my baby
But
Wandering alone on the ridge of the coast
Lost to the world he had known as a boy
He knows his lover lies south in the city
Passing along
on the green peter pan
Lost boy wild I'm never getting older I don't have time
We are not one and the same I don't see the worth in you niggas
I do not fuck with
I: Out of the Portal (Instrumental)
II: The Confrontation
Greetings you confused, desperate, near-death person
Fear not, your condition will not
The true state of all things:
I keep on not dying, the sun keeps on rising.
I remember my life as if it's just some
dreams that I don't trust,
Still got memories
F*ck that precious cargo, startled
by my thoughts, my emotions lost,
looking for love I ain' expect to lose it all
(6 months after
T to the widest O
Say you "heartbreak" bitch we H-B-K
Need nationwide up on they side
Them boys posted up at Johnny's
Say the word, it's smoke or what, let it be
on me, me freakin’ on you
Tell me what it’s gonna be-e-e-e
Cause I know you want it, I know you want it
I know you want it, I know you want it
Baby boy
the way way home
Let me show you what's known
Wine and breeze, Red is luscious when it's the enemy
Blood is lost when it's not the king
What's your worth,
the face
These niggas hate me but get lost in the craze
I been popping lately I done started a wave
Top Shotta baby bitch what more can I say
Khalaezzy baby
and sightless, half-wit boy
But Lewis was my name though I could not say it
I was born and raised in New Orleans
My spirit was wild, so I let the river
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
lost track of time, not to mention every dime
That I had on me
Now I'm back out in the yard and sad and all alone
If you find forgiveness in your
say numbers don't lie
And baby boy, you're not the one (no)
Baby boy, you're not the one no
No, no, no
Baby boy, you're not the one
I remember back when
night 30 mins later wandering the studio
Hey! How are you!
I'm fine man, how are you?
This is Hans Zimmer if you're
Not familiar with his work
He
Wandering alone on the ridge of the coast
Lost to the world he had known as a boy
He knows his lover lies south in the city
Passing along
ya
Different product different numbers hope a nigga ain’t lost ya (keep up!)
Top boy I’m on top of the roster
Hot boy Mack’n Mobb’n like la costa
your ass just lost All y'all must pay Every dog has his day that's the reason they made the AK Who just made the 10 o clock news? Blew that boy up out
Alright boys
I got a whole palette of vision I need to go out by tonight (yeah)
I need you vigilant out there (yeah)
So keep your head up
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