Lyrics:
at the door
Yeah, my words may be cold, I'm talkin' hard core
But when you uh G, you don't walk fast, you walk slow
I'm stackin' money, but I gotta stack
equation
I'm thinking I'm taking a look
My appetite for love
Expanding your dreams beyond
There's no situation or radio station
That can ever or never be
My heart beats crystal vison
Your heart beats crystaline
And I'm tongue tied when I've got places to be
Turnpikes and waterfalls
A skyline with
there
13 he was eatin on bologna splittin dimes with his homie man life ain't fair
Cartier so I can't see the glare
Nigga I'm shinin I'm hopin they stare
L'vent qui s'échappe dans les roseaux m'rappelle bien trop sale époque
Quand je prenais v'là d'médocs
Au final qu'est-ce qui a changé?
J'vais
Takin all my fuckin guns, yall can get it on my head
Howl I do this line, I'm fuckin in my bed
Do you wanna run up front me to the feet
No more
making your bitch faint
'Cause I'm built like a hummer truck…REG MACE
Don't call me Gang, if you not my gang
Thongs on my bald head, call me Sisqo, no
I'm taking off for an empty street
Another world where we never meet
I see the end of an endless dream for you now
That I'm gone
I'm going back
You know what I'm doing
You know what I'm doing
You know what I'm doing
I'm getting money
Getting money
Getting money
Getting money
Getting money
I try to play coy
When I see you out talking
Flirting with another boy
Got me stuck
And I'm staring
Looking at the fit you're
Wearing tonight
Swear
you sowed
If I'm out, I'm with Olympus, I be thugging with the folks
Before these people started rocking out, you hoes were throwing stones
Learning
downs had taught a nigga some style
cause my dad he had the drip on, closer the apple fell
Inside of me the irony, I'm too outspoken
Inside of me
Crazy I been thinking bout you in the whip
Yeah I been wishing you was right here up on my hip
See I remember all them looks that you gave me
I'm in those
want smoke I treat them just like a cigar
I'm so cold my toes froze
My wrist wrapped in rose gold
I show up these pussies hate
My bitch look better than
would last till death,
But now I’m here, I’m left for dead.
You fucking lied into my face,
I’ll get you back for this one bitch.
I’m sick and tired
I'm the hermit of the kingdom
Lived my life now I'm obsolete
Chewed up by society
So I'm the jester of the court
Cause I'm a fool and who can blame
can't show no emotion that's how niggas get played , on the road to the money this shit get sticky , I'll spin a bitch tell her I'm busy
Can't fucc wit
mourning
Ball out with my heat on me like I'm Alonzo Mourning
I think I seen the devil in this cup, I'm still pouring
The realest in the sky's got a spot for
you can let me
Let me right through to your heart
Through to your soul
Give me some love
And give me some more
I'm telling you now
Tell you some more
wanna drive it if it's not
Super fast, You pulled up with 3 12's in the back, The flower that I'm breaking down louder than that
The outfit that I put
All niggers know I'm a ghooost!!
Uh ei All niggers know I'm a
All niggers know I'm a Trench BVBY!!!
Trench BVBY
Trench BVBY
Yea Move around
Feeling like i'm burning out
Baby, all my love is gone
Too late but you're the one
You just wanna have some fun
Hit me, stay with me
Was it just
met up huh
so call me beep me if you wanna reach me its time that i get up
I take my time, and I’m feeling better
Go outside and enjoy the weather
I
about a hoe unless she rich
Let my brother send the drop, my young niggas they gon' blitz
Get em hit, my bitch always asking why I'm walking with a stick
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