Lyrics:
on the low
I don't know how good it feels on our side
We don't have a title, but do you wanna try
I don't know if I can do this everyday
We don't have
That ain't gon make it all okay
I think we're growing up to fast
I wanna go back to them days
When the world just didn't matter
We would sit outside
didn't buy it in no shop, my G, I get it from my mind
I used to sell my stock in trap houses, now I'm sellin' it online
And, you can ask about me in
after the fact
Cuz the fact is that
Didn't get your way now you wanna go back, back to the way that it was when you could just act Everything is ok that
A&R was so proud of me
They didn't wanna pay me salaries
But now they blowing up my galaxy
Can they come smoke loud with me
I think back and have to say
Niggas changing on me
Like I didn't do this thing by my lonely
Like I ain't put work in, no handouts
I earned
It, please don't say my name, lil' nigga
You
to me have sex with me I wanna be alone
She did a number on me now I can't trust anybody so I'm laying in my bed not going out I'm staying home
I've
to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds
Mama had a baby and its head popped off
really well together
Uumm
Soo
If you could just call me back
That'd be great
Thanks
Bye
Do
You wanna come with me girl
To the motel by the shore
And if
showed me emotion
Oh, you didn't notice all them days i was locked in the stu
Its clear to me that we have to different motives
I'm heating up, somebody
cynical I've no clue
Maybe it's the growing up
I didn't know that it'd mean that I'd be stuck
Trying to feel the excitement that I used to do
When I was
millimeter
The police was comin' I had ta dump the body
But like I said on the city streets I'm John Gotti
When it comes to the gangsta rap shit
I do
bitch I wanna make you my bitch
Damn momma what you working with
By the way you move them hips I know you the shit
Before today I would have thought that
the papers?
You're wanted by the police"
And I was like what? And it was hot
But do you wanna know what was a lot?
The night before was the night I went
trappin' Who would think I'd grow up, had designer fashion
Still remember them days when we didn't have it
Niggas beatin' on moms it was causing madness
If I
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watchin, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
You don't have to look
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check
didn't have to wonder
Blind faith through a prayer
I'll give you all the time you need
So tell me do you need any more
Wanna take care of your life
Live
always had each other
I'll be doing better I'll be fine by time long as I got my bruddas
They hate the way we living they don't wanna see us with it but
into a slumber of my own
Come and say hi, take a seat right by my side
Why don't we dine? This final meal would do just fine
I have so many things to say
on a TV
And now the same people who didn't believe me
Ironically, they wanna be me
You gotta have faith if you're
Trying to be great
Maintaining your focus
be here for years
But I want to get it right
And I wanna get it clear
We gon have fun together my son, my little girl
We only have a lifetime
there
And you wanna make a change
She ain't gonna want you cause
You won't have a damn thing
That's why it's cheaper to keep her
Everybody sing
[Jamie Maddrox:]
Bitch I didn't even go to school
[Some bitch:]
No, I'm saying if you were to sit there it would of been the shit
Think you could
[Jamie Maddrox:]
Bitch I didn't even go to school
[Some bitch:]
No, I'm saying if you were to sit there it would of been the shit
Think you could
Discuss these didnt wanna have to do it by john sebastian Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In