Lyrics:
when I walk up in the place, all eyes is on me
Is it me or the hundred grand worth of icy?
Can't underestimate me; I beg your pardon
If y'all ain't
to the walk as his ligaments shriek
My light's gonna shine watch my filament breed
I keep to myself boy the city's a craze
Ain't just the smack with the nitties
when I walk up in the place, all eyes is on me
Is it me or the hundred grand worth of icy?
Can't underestimate me; I beg your pardon
If y'all ain't
heard about, fresher than you heard about
Yeah I'm strapped now pussy nigga this ain't just word of mouth
For niggas wit dirty mouths, I got a lot
feeling all alone
I just wanna cuddle you so tight so I can feel the leaves
I love the way you smell
I ain't my baby
Gonna treat you nicely everywhere you
still on me, I beg, I beg (I beg)
Sendin' all these death threats, LOL, I'm dead, I'm dead
Fools wanna see me fall and that's why they watch me step by
Gimme that Dunkie Butt and them big ol' legs, I ain't 2 hard 2 beg
Ain't no shame in this game, I'm gonna break it down and beg like Johnny
Don't pluck me like a rose
You've gotta let love grow
Or you'll get cut by thorns
In the eye of the storm
You've gotta let love shine
Water your love
make it
Even if have to crawl through this
This thorn got me filling like Paul in this
I surrender my in all in this
I Keep it moving like foreign
to the world's gonna bring you down)
Convincing themselves, "He ain't living discreet, he's fine" (talking to the world's gonna bring you down)
They said they
but let the dashboard glow
I try not to reminisce, 'cause many of these memories ain't got no kind of benefits
It's the same old lick, you can paint
It’s J…P
Jon-Paul Ruiz (Encore)
Cheers to never feeling low
With you I feel so high
I’m never leaving by your side (side)
I need you day and night
Steady calling my phone
Like you want some thing
Always ready to fight
Like you on something
I am not one to beg
I ain't ask for issues
I don't want
find me (come get it)
Lil' bro in that bitch chillin' he ain't tryna come home cocky (he chillin')
He comin' home to a dollar (dollar), and a mansion
I know Paul, Paul, yeah
You know but see, yeah, y'all may know him by other names
Hermes, Pan, Ion, You know mm ton of shit
Sperm bank
I didn't
and the handle broke
But it never took me too far whether or not you're gonna make me do it
Good habits but a bad influence
Deva-Deva you know that I had to do it
wisdom over Intel, we ain't rotten to the core
I3 sanctified spirit, body, soul
World forsaken cobbler I've been called to win some souls
Saul to Paul, you
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
baby I'll hear
(Beg for some)
Beg for some more baby I
I'm ready for you soon as you pop into my town
Ain't no talking let's just go a few rounds
instead
You really wanna make me happy
Bring me a stack to bed
Give all of my hoes allowance
Not near one of 'em beg
Just Don't play wit me
I ain't Milton
this ain't about a bank statement
You never know when all the karma collects
So I been puffin on whatever tryna carve out the stress
I know this ain't
evidence man you can't fuck with this
Fuck you niggah's who don't want to give Paul your Chevy you gonna be a dead bitch
You hear him, a heavy body
on it cause
Steady sinning but I'm steady forgiven
Can you see it in the way that I'm living
Cause I been on it for a while now
I ain't gonna get it right
he call
I ain't do it by myself yeah
These boys are all from hell
I ask Most High for the help
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Ain't gonna tell yeah
Ain't gonna snitch
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