Lyrics:
know you'll shine
Oh just bluff
I want you to bluff
Oh just bluff
I'll laugh it of
I've had enough
Oh just bluff
I'm way past the breaking point
Acting
you)
Good girls don't exist, most of these bitches finna cause you pain
Now I'm so numb to the pain to the point that I don't really feel a thing
Yoo! My
We gon lift 'em up you could touch the sky
We gon live it up what's the point of life
Stars within our touch
Won't burn shaded eyes
Can't be from
swell
Look at what you've done
Now I'm at that point
This is the first song I've written about a boy
No I shouldn't get attached
What if you're not my
mind, I'm right in spirit
I'm looking at life and man
I'm gonna live it, thank you God
I hit a sweet spot, yeah
It's the low points, the down points
That
let's get it started, yeah, yeah
Loving you is exciting, love the way you touch on my body
Ain't no point of us even hiding, cause I want you tonight
Pick
I just wanna fall
All inside your arms
If I fall, would you catch me
If I let go, would you let me down
There is no point of stressing
What goes
lights everywhere
secret streets
from the highest point
even from the highest point
I can't pay my attention to the lights
even blind
I can't stop
someone special
The one who will make me smile
But it turns out to be different
Cause you're the one who hurts my heart
There's no point of me existing in
out everyday we impatient
You can't see the wall til it's caving your face in
I kill my old ego and feel amazing
Rephrasing myself case in point I
wonder what's the point is,
Feel like I am in servitude without shackles.
Yet I continue to spin the Capitalist Carousel.
All our faces are grey, turning
and speak to me
There's no point in listening when your voice is my favourite
Melody (ahh)
Melody (ahh)
So I'm crossing my fingers every night
I say your name
wish i was tall so i could see your point of view
oh i’m trying to
calling your mum cos you don’t know what you should do
bout everything that’s
vois le genre de fille qui te rend trop benêt
Au point de sourire à chaque mot qui sort d'elle
J'suis parti trop vite, attends, je t'explique la scène
Je
your bitch homie and she got appointment
Appointment, appointment (ayy)
Want it, point it (point it)
Call me, ignore it (yeah)
The 'Rari is roarin'
Let's get it on, I'm royal like Tenenbaums in Lebanon
Decepticons, hit it 'til my head is gone
Point me to the road, and I'mma run it
Bloodhound with
low-mid Skittle purple coupe I'm drivin' in (big boy)
(Kyjuan, where you getting them colors, are you dying them?)
Ten is my size in them, no point in
the point of it
Would be to tell that little kid that he's gon' take a lot of hits
Yeah, I'd probably grab your hand and tell you life is hard
If you got
point of view
You would understand the truth of things you would not misconstrue
Baby, let me into your heart, I want every part of you
Down
'cause
At one point would had been gun point on site bum
Now I look at it like owww, that something light hun
I'm happy that it's over yeah you only had
He grew up pickin' in a chicken wire joint,
Burnin' up the road, from point to point,
Doing Silver bullets, singing "Shotgun Willie",
A five price
while secretly he stares at her thighs
Animals on TV singing about some pain they felt at some point
I didn't wanna tell you I was jealous, jealous,
Dance, shake what's in your pants (shake it)
Do it with no hands
Or in a three point stance
Get out of control (hey)
Make your booty roll (hey)
Don't
lose a little, or lose a lot
They beat us by one point; yeah, them dudes was sharp
But I'm a sore loser, so I had to shoot up the park
I wouldn't
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