Search results for 'back' Page #5,715

first band, bitch I'm worried 'bout a bankroll
I just made my first band, gotta go before the bank close
Gotta go back now, I got the cheese like a mac

back
But I guess it was the alcohol talking
You lie
For attention
Check your phone, I won't be calling
 
You blame your head and take my heart instead
I

for you

Redline into the dark of night 
There's no turning back
As I feel your breath so close 
Redline into the dark of night 
There's no turning back

close
Man I swear I got the energy, glucose
Trying to stay away from the negative, high fructose
Run it back now
They love me out in Texas, word to Pat

to be?
Could you love me for who I am?
Even when you don't understand.
Oh, Love
I think of all of the times we've had, oh darling
If I could have you back

the trail that way
Let your legs do the talkin'
He ain't gonna call it a day

You gotta turn him right around
And if he keeps on comin'
You gotta slap it back

ass stunting
Now it's time for me to grind tho
Show them how I get what's truly mine tho
Ain't no room for you to try and wiggle back
U shoulda kept it

a Twista 
While i'm on Twitter 
Wishing that I could go back 
Fuck this world I cannot hold back 
I keep it going feeding you knowledge 
Food for thought

the best
Every Christmas year living room was Toys R Us
Enough clothes to slap a flee market right back to New York
And turn a foot locker back into a school

Neighbors beg her e don do
She big pass her Mama to handle
Her Mama shout she shout back
Gloria vex begin park ehhh
After many many years of hustle
Gloria

those painful tears
I threw away
I threw away those terrible years
I threw away
I threw away my heart
And I’m trying now to put back
The girl you pulled

Baby when I go down she go crazy
Look at my diamonds like glaciers
I break her back like the matrix uh, uh
Know what you thinking lil baby
I got

It took some time, I had a setback
Woke up today, I had to get that
Niggas switched up, I can’t forget that
When I came up, niggas got left back
This

Out of everything I know, I know how to get a bag
I will cop it, stack it, spend it, just to go and get it back
Wanna get a Rolls Royce, just so I can

your foot in
Shut the fuck up and go right back
To your fucking office building
All I do is fucking write raps
And I’m bout to make a killing
Shooting

get close enough to love it, clutch tight
Then I stab it in the back
Cuz I'm murdering mics with ice picks
My styles' sick when I slice it
Like a hitman

Motivate your team
Make some power moves
The way we flood the streets they assume we make these powder moves 
I aint Pusha T
Back to these power

a tumor, tumors
She wanna cut me out her life, is that alright
Twenty years down the drain, no I take that back
Funny thing, gave my life keeping you

Having conversations with God...
I know that we don't talk much, but I've been learning a lot...
Having second thoughts... back when I was living

this game that we all call life 
Not knowing how I'd be fighting through pain and through strife 

My inner demons attack 
Challenging me to fight back

Above all the irony and simple excuses
The facts betray me once again
Although the angel on your back never did appear
Confidence is what you lack

Why, why why why why 
Why, why (Oooohhhhhhh)
You shoulda had my back girl
Oooohhhoohhh
RicosView 
Lemme tell you my side 

I dont wanna force it 
Not

not gonna quit it
And When I get this money, I'm just gonna split it

I wanna leave earth never come back
Float out in space with my triple 6 hat
Look

Yea i'm back up in the funk again
Bout to run a muck again
I don't give a fuck again
You already know whats up
Cut some times no making up
I think