Lyrics:
Man, I'm nervous, heck boy this is my first shot
I feel like I'm coming out of my shell and it feels to hot
And maybe this is why he was so scared
make your body fall like you gon need a bodyguard
Why she wanna stay involved, like I ain't have another loss
Yeah, rock star life is the way out (Yeah,
to call
Don't anwser me
Go by your house
But you don't wanna see me
What can I do
What can I say
Just wanna know can we fall in love again
[Pre-Chorus]
trying to get by, they wanna see us broke,
But they wonÂ't, we on the grind (hands up)
They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control,
Living above
known
You shoulda told me first
Instead of running away
You let the words fall
I wish I could have begged them to stay
I found out through
Someone's
gone
You and I, we aren't so different
& We gotta start believing in love
Coz I'm thinking that it found us
I'm out here speaking to your grave
Telling
shit
When I blast
Now I done told your ass
Slow the fuck on down
Dogg Pound, motherfucker
Boom, and you know that (don't stop)
DPG's out
my own grave
Always on a fuckin substance
Just to get away
Used to cash out
Blowin bands by the day
But I maxed out
Not a thing to my name
Bring
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
Thats why
It's alright go out take a break come back
So hot you can't deny it its your boy 50
This one right here is for
The haters for real i want you
I be lookin' like bye-bye
By the way, namaste, where your momma stay?
Tell her Ronnie comin' round the way, lucky day
I be comin' with the God body
Me
a hamburger, no
You even think about crossing me
I'll dice you up three by three like tic tac toe
Then I'll go dig up your grave like a knick-knack paddy whack
Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album
And you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh
Or to yourself on Christmas Eve, if
hear me bleating and I'm conceding
Cause the truth will come out
You and Pinocchio have the same nose
And you gotta take your daily dose
And you chose
up for something
Or you will fall, you'll fall for anything yeah
Now this one goes out to all my brothers n' sisters'
No matter if your home,
Told that bitch don't call back, I fall back, I fall back
Baby, I don't wanna hear your mouth, where your jaws at?
Niggas out here snitchin' out
wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Moto
Out, then I pimp a ho, take a bitch to Berlin
My bitch break niggas,
wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Moto
Out, then I pimp a ho, take a bitch to Berlin
My bitch break niggas,
got your boy out there stealing car radios
Fuck Ray Ray nigga
Show you right Ray Ray
Fuck it shidd
I'mma go straight in
the opps ain't outside when we
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
to life than sayin' I figured it out?
Is there more? Yeah
Sweeter the berry, the blacker the juice
The boy is back in the booth, ready to tap into
strong as iron
Iron, iron
Oh my god, Hov
Now these baby ballers, toy rappers
Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards
Shooting air balls
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