Lyrics:
got to be
By my side at all times
Say a man got to do what a man got to do
I got a dream baby and I got to follow my dream
You know what I'm saying
school
(And when you gone my world is so blue)
Ohh-oo-whah!
Trappin' out the payphone
(Ring ring rii-ah-hing)
And yeah yeah my hotline bling bling bling
Uh (huh) yeah, it is what it is
Nah mean? We untouchable, baby
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed my heart and made it go
Tops of our heads
throwing it back
Here tonight, but be gone by tomorrow
I can't risk the chances of being attached
Be for real, baby, keep it a step
Would you love me if I
in this world (Boss)
(Boss) Hey, I'm a work it on the corner (Yeah), work it on the block (Yeah)
Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's
respect
But the OPD, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put
creeping in my section
Tried to sneak off with my bezel
Took a shell to the melon
When she see the barrel
She gone throw it blessing
I'mma sit back, relax
not enough for me to care
Sent so many hoes in Wells they gone give that boy the chair
Pop my shit fly as a bitch, they gone send that boy a leer
BNB
THROW A LIL MONEY ON THA STAGE
GOTTA YUNG BITCH AT CLUB BABES TREATIN HER LIKE MY
MAIN BY THT LIL BITCH A NEW CHAIN
EVRYTHING GOIN MY WAY COUNT BLUE
you care for
But diamonds can't give you no home
Diamonds just leave you alone, my love
Chorus
Yeah but time goes by so slow when you're gone
Just get on the board too
I'm just tryna have a lil fun wit you baby
Cause I be bored too
I bought a Patek so I bought 2
My lil baby Ima spoil you
Red
do
But you got contacts baby and they sky blue
I miss them greens
Good like I need you in my diet
I'm fiendin', uh
Good like the sativa the top
'bout? Ay
Rock 'em, hang down to the Trues, baby, ay
I'ma winner, I don't usually lose, baby, ay
Big bands, pocket full of blues, baby, ay
Smokin' opp
I just count it up baby i just count it up, Yeah!
I've been getting money with my team dog, Yeah! (Woah!)
You've been talking down you gone get hit,
G thing)
While you're bangin' on ya baby OG's (bang)
That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang bang (real G thing)
And if I'm bangin', it's
I'm gone, when I'm gone
Man I remember like it was yesterday
Living in the streets with no place to stay
20 years old shoulda seen my face
Walking
Faora Ul, she’ll go to war for me
If it’s battle time, I know that she’ll settle the score for me
She stand by my side, that’s exactly where she’s
Under Georgia's beautiful blue sky's
I'm Finding my new high
I'm blinded by this light
That I'm seeing for the first time
She said her heart was
on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On you
Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On you
a minute
matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't
Bitches gone snitch
Huh
I stayed by myself
Cuz them niggas slick bitch
As direct as they come
And that bitch he gone diss
I Lost my cousin and grandma
I'm
rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm livin nigga
Surrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the trigga
Word to me, and if that shit don't
No greater mood,
Than when I can't move at all,
When tied by you,
Your servitude sets me free
Dressed in Blue baby you make me sweater than,
Your
tight like my durag right now
Got some neck braids blue banded up, at the middle of my head
But I'm still getting but, but but
Getting curved, swerve
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