Lyrics:
And it’s cl floated on smooth like the frisby
Man, what y’all niggas wanna do, you can’t really
The boys get up but the land get bizy
In the mix empire
She can't stop pacing
She never felt so alive
Her thoughts are racing
Set on overdrive
It takes a village
This she knows is true
they're
hear Cass spit again
My women friend? Bad Boy It's
All About The Benjamins
You bend your men over then stick it in
Bitch you feminine
You think cause you
as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh, uh the way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it
Tryna keep
boy I'm beans
Malcolm Z nigga I'mma go by any means
Bout to make a plate imma show up with the greens
Stepping on yo neck
Foot all in your ass
Every
it out and give you wings watch me flyer boy
Used to be a Hot Boy now I'm fire boy
I'm talkin' fire, like rubbin' corduroy
Oops, I meant corduroy,
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
If I could stick my pen in my heart
And spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
Would you think the boy is
I made it double and turn to a 10
Only the gang can't really do friends
She say she a saint got dome in the Benz
I got to be real can never pretend
of just accepting it
'Cause I'm digging up a couple skeletons
With artificial intelligence
I'd better quit now, to Hell with this
Nope, I can't now, too
Hm.. K
Cause I'm selfish like that
I can't help it like that
Cause I'm selfish like that (I got it)
I can't help it like that
I need me a ten out
On this road to success
Might stop by the yo’
Hands off the wheel bitch
I drive the boat
Yacht not a boat
Spot by the coast
It’s just me & little Quincy
I’m
Miles away the sun can't help
Hold myself to blame
'Cause it's only human
When it's you
And you don't know
Stop dead in your tracks my boy
Your soul could
I try to keep you by my side
Every time we say goodbye it's
Salt to my eyes
All black if you turn your back
I hate they way that people say we over
VO dude
Good kid turned to the goon
Good kid mad city where it's full of doom
Thinking of a way to make 6K by noon
Then do it again, they know I'm
she slipped instead
I caught her in my arms
And that's when I said:
If you'll be my horse girl
I'll be your guinea pig boy
We can keep it on the downlow
Falling for you and can't help it
I Smoke alot baby I'm well lit
Smoking I do for my wellness
By wellness I mean mental health bitch
Depression its all
to risk it
Girl come with me
Come & help me plant my flowers
I can't waste no time
I can't waste no more hours
Money on my mind
Hope that shit don't turn me
If I could stick my pen in my heart
And spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you? Would it
Slide on by you?
Would you think the boy is
sweating I'm way too fine to be stressing
I've been too fine, I can't help it Want me alone to undress me
Can't pick up, please leave a message A pretty boy
this world that I wouldn't do
When it comes to being around you
You baby home boy
Don't you know that I would die if I had to live without you
Always
diesel and (?), now it's hard to find me
At Puerto Rico with some mammies heatting bags,
reminiscing the L.A. and the Bonnie,
Take it back they gave my
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
A boy
To raise
At a
Young age
No help
From him
But she's alive
To be
Made strong
But all
Alone
Must be
A pain
But she's alive
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