Lyrics:
and I
You and I are bound by a love line
By a love line you and I
Are bound by love line
It's what you find out for yourself and not what you're fed
and I
You and I are bound by a love line
By a love line you and I
Are bound by love line
It's what you find out for yourself and not what you're fed
your eye on your grip (grip)
'Cause if you slip they gon' get ya and they gon' get ya fast
These niggas out for your money, man, they tryna get your
Say what
Jazz got beats
Reachin' my peak
Go to top of the mountain
I don't hit with your feet
I'ma move like a legend
Man, you know I'm a G
I've
beginner killers (uh)
Prayin' God forgive us for being sinners, help us out (112 sing the chorus)
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on (ooh
beginner killers (uh)
Prayin' God forgive us for being sinners, help us out (112 sing the chorus)
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on (ooh
I ain't ever flip a bird I can still show you how to make a band
Getting colder by the minute gotta keep a heater pray it never jam
Scared money
in
Pardon my french, Luv love no bitch
Luv love Benjamins, let me keep it a brick
But I would never out one of my bros, I stood on ten
And friends
love just couldn’t remain the same
Couldn’t last because of what we had in common
Reachin' for the stars, tryin’ to run this game
In my mind, you
surely
My hooker hit for twenty then she ran on me
Don't get to reachin' for my chain, I'ma stamp homie
You know I keep that blam, keep that blam on me
emotions, you can feel it on these records
I keep reachin' out and they keep pissin' on my efforts
I don't got no back up, no I'm all alone, I reckon
Had
bring the tester out
Choccer around my necc chocc a nigga out
Pistol on my hip will show a nigga out
Reachin for my shit these niggas actin wild
Now look
Hey mama (ha) Hi mama (ha)
Oh my oh my
Oh mama don't cry
Gonna keep you, so I
Reachin' out to all the mothers in the world
Sometimes its
I love it
Tell me to breath imma break yo jaw
And I keep them speakers bumping to help me sleep but I can't cause I'm on my job
Get a money machine
' for Visine
Five bitches right behind me, more flashin' than high beams
Like, Nelly, where you goin', can I go? By all means
Keep the door open,
A Soulja
Got mad love for all of my Lieutenants
I just keep on calling shots, you know im about my business
Not new to this & I don't care what They told ya
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
niggas that be lame
And if you reachin' for my chain
I up the stick and let it bang
No I didn't mean to hurt you
I know that was a big mistake
And see you
we are gonna blow
In the six, I'm on the strip
Posted with my clique
Gotta stack my chips
O.T taking trips
Got no time for drama
Need to get up out
respects, wipe my tears with my shirt
Now it's time to do work, out of love and retribution
As loyalty, he would die for me, no excuses
Loadin' clips up,
or two?
Reachin out to somebody you never knew
And love is breaking down every door right in front of you
Social media showing everybody's best life
called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was
If he tried ta help I would duff em
"In his shit"
Know I do this for my niggas
Fuck with ya brotha
If these bitchs wasn't for everybody, would Love em
Wuddup witcha
What that is that you reppin'
Straight up out that 6 not Atlanta, Dallas, Texas
I'll slap a bitch down if you reachin' for my necklace
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