Lyrics:
Stick around, baby make it clap
Baby can you make it nasty
I understand huh yeh I understand, huh
Sometimes I do you wrong I hope you understand
I
You're gonna make me fall asleep oh god
I wanna feel how I used to feel
Reminiscin' that's my heart to heart
I do it all for the sex appeal
You're
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Well I'll be damned, yuh
Imma get on this one too
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh aye, aye
Rockstar nigga, I feel like KISS (Yuh)
Ok, let's get it started, let's get it started
I get it started, I get it started, I get it
And I was 16 crusin' on a 6 speed
Wonder if they
Wondering how, we got this way
I turned around and you got away
Wish you were here
I wish you stayed
I regret pushing you away
Remembering the times
forgive, stay peaceful
Sit down, (Sit down) be humble
I remember all those times (Yeah)
I've been crossing different lines (Ouu)
I'm still waiting
I feel like a god, slumbers on summers
I can't believe I, the baby that's born In July
The nigga they said would just die, the nigga that woke up
I try tell them that
I'm a Artist
I like to paint the pictures in my music
I'm on more than rapper time
In too deep
Keep it real if I give you all my
Lord I think I'm fucking with a dancer
But I don't really mind if she got manners
Cause I know that she gonna drop it low
She gonna let hit and touch
Let me give it to 'em
(Gotti Go) I got a whole lotta anger
Now I gotta hop out with that banger
Now I gotta treat you like a stranger
Pussy get
Homie I'm a sinner I don't practice what I preach
Nasty in the street but I'm classy in the sheets
Trap me in the beat, I could rap in here for weeks
When I was younger, I didn't think
I could be your love but you need
Anybody else not like me
And you chose my enemy
I couldn't be "perfect"
I
Can you relate to this?
And by the way, fuck these accents, I'm Nigerian
I need to leave
These temptations, delusions are getting real
I need
I let all the good ones get away
I promised the bad ones I would stay
Tell me something I don't know
Clearly this a problem not a phase
Don't save no
Check check yuh, second grade in the shade slang the lemonade
Safe to say at that age I wanted major cake
My lane aflame yeah ya plane it just got
All these mind games and tricks you playin I ain't with it
Thought you was all that nigga I ain't trippin
You were an add on to me babe don't forget
Say you want nothing to do with me
Your friends slid in my dms
And I just let them be
How you acting insecure
Asking all these questions
Like who I
Watch the stars from my car
Taking bars, broke my heart
And your shoes, Superstars
I'm alone, torn apart
With my lungs full of tar
Never knowing what
I didn't know
That you were falling down
Just let me go
I am not taking you out
I'm on the way to the top and you can change that
You gotta find
Yea yea yea
I've been getting green, pockets gigantic
I-I would love to talk but I rather get active
Talking to you hoes is really a distraction
I'm not your attention machine
I'm not your attention machine
I'm not your attention machine
What is it that you don't understand
I'm not your
Gettin' new money, new money, I count it
Look at my drip, it's all designer
Look at yo bitch, I'm all inside it
Look at yo whip, with all that
Yayyyyyyayyyyyyyyyyy burning baby
Burning baby
I'm burning
Burning inside burning inside
I'm all alone girl you left my side
I gotta act strong when
I'm not the same without your love
Don't wanna be anything at all
Don't wanna tell you you're the one
Don't wanna tell you something wrong
All my
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