Lyrics:
with you
I'm going to stand on this avenue
Well there ain't no way I'm giving up on you
So go on and do what you're gonna do
Well there ain't no way I'm
You diiiiiiiggggg
In the midst of all the madness
Mansa still stands
Atop the atlas
Never phased by fads
That brought the fake out the masses
Glasses
the rules and you broke all our laws
You really called you a play like you was Chris Paul
Hell nah I'm good you can beg you can crawl
Find a new log
You can
Really 'bout it, I do it
Stinkin' clean, I'm a shoe-in
We living right, you just talk about it
Lil fuck boy ain't do it
I don't need praise, I don't need
right
An arrest affidavit says a person walked by Saint Peter and Paul
Church the night of September 30th
And saw Father Clark with two women committing
I swear, I ain't never going switch
Ain't never gonna question my niggas that's trying to rich
I swear I ain't never going fold
No matter the pain
mistreating the love of my life
I ain't to proud to beg for better baby
That's what I deserve
I tried to be good to you
Even stood their by you
And you ran
the window, you gonna see a difference
It can be ya sandbox niggas that will put you inna damn box nigga
If you ain't grind with me, why you putting put ya
facts
And diamonds in the rough
So if you ain't gonna come
With that knowledge
You best leave
With the dumb ones
Stupid boy said
He got hit by Cupid
Only
a move make a move (Baby what's it gonna be)
Baby you feel me I'm right here in front of you
You the woman of my dreams tryna be by your side
Like Malcom X
keeping me hooked all day
By sending me messages asking to hang
But when push come to shove you get busy OK
Uh-huh
When did it get to this point
I'm looking
what you roaming about?
Verse 1:
Yo yo yo yo yo yo
Fuck this who want to bring the ruckus
Yo I know they know they ain't
"Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?"
I go walkin' after midnight, goin' where the lonely go
I got heartaches by the number, hear that
Something in the moonlight catches my eye
The shadow of a lover goes dancing by
Looking for a little bit of love to grow, so
Give me love, give me
People, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
Everybody, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
We're gonna make it
of April. Good stuff! Anyway, by the way I've gotta go,
so look, if I don't see you in the spring which ain't too far away right, I'll see you in a mattress!
as far she could see
Hang down your head and cry
Think of all the ways to get by
When that train arrives
She's gonna ride on to town
Molly gave, gave
bro, but you're not gonna go
Our system's closed
Earth isn't a globe
Space is fake
It isn't a place
I promise that this ain't syphilis of the brain
I'm
Heaviest hitter of 'em all
And I drop bars hard as
You got dropped by Paul
Oh, you bringin' up Paul? it
Didn't burn at all
Lookin' like a freaky Chia
Pet
waste no time
All eyes, no lies
You could be mine by the end of the night
No Ties, just might
Only here till the morning so let's live for tonight
Red
Verse
Meet Kentuckiana jones
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home
I happily roamed
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im
You should know I be getting the bands
Save my money to watch it expand
Got them bars I ain't talking bout xans
Fuck ya hoe pass her down to my mans
some wings on a Greyhound
My theory is you lie and drink beer
I ain't hearing you so you must be from Liberia
I wave by like Hitler
Hundred round
uh, uh)
You are gonna beg, to see me (Uh, uh, uh)
Wanting how it used to be
(Check it out, uh, uh)
When you used to call I came running to you
(Uh, uh,
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