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This for my niggas with the pretty cars (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggas who got all the hoes (look at the grill on my
didn't die for me (Uh uh)
And I know sometimes I do you wrong
And I know sometimes I miss my way
But I'm coming back to you
And all I wanna do
Is love you
to keep that fire burnin' for me
All I need is you
By my side, thick and thin
Highs and lows, don't let go
We gone ride, we gone win
Don't know how,
the page
Live forever in a day
All by yourself
All by yourself
You can change everything all by yourself
All by yourself
All by yourself
You
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Nigga, that's like somebody who ain't
got no fuckin' money tryin' to say somethin' to "P"
It's like y'all niggas
make it
All by yourself
You're gonna need a friend
You're gonna need my help
I have so much to offer
If you just be nice
If you do what I say
nerves, man word
I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid
I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do
So all them antics and funny shit you do for
lost in the sound of our hearts beatin'
Take me here, take me now
Gettin' lost in a crowd with you
Up, all night
I waited for you all my life
Hold
lost in the sound of our hearts beatin'
Take me here, take me now
Gettin' lost in a crowd with you
Up, all night
I waited for you all my life
Hold
lost in the sound of our hearts beatin'
Take me here, take me now
Gettin' lost in a crowd with you
Up, all night
I waited for you all my life
Hold
you for fun
Your daddy got robbed by Top, you Stunna and Wayne, like father, like son
Anthony set up the plays, Kojo be chargin' you double for
care when it's too hot for the hammer
You know the hawk is right
(By your side)
Until you get to the car
And you gotta get through the D before you
Said I'm sorry for everything that I ever done to you
Yeah
(The apologies of a thug)
Said I'm sorry for all the pain that I ever brung to you
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
popped outta them it's still a fact
So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine
You'll shortly find that this is best for everyone involved
All in
Tell me who's gon' save me from this hell
Without you, I'm all alone
Who gon' pray for me? (Who gon' pray for me?)
Take my pain for me? (Take my
feels stoked
But he doesn't know all the things that you done put me through and
He doesn't know all the strings that will be pulled by you
Yeah
Be pulled
make it
All by yourself
You're gonna need a friend
You're gonna need my help
I have so much to offer
If you just be nice
If you do what I say
petrified and nervous
I got no mercy for these
Niggas tryin' to serve us
But if you catch me outta pocket
Then I'm got you love to shoot a nigga but
You
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
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