Lyrics:
(thank you)
And you brought me in, hey (thank you)
(I want to thank you for Your love)
Thank you Lord (thank you for power)
I want to say thank you
of bottles because she ain't lookin' for love
That's no love, that's no love
That's your bitch, get up in my truck
You ain't give her what she needed, and she
Three Dog Night?!!
Yeah...
Oh! I love them! They're my favorite band!.. ow gawd.. oh, do you like my new car? I'm ah.. my Dad just gave it to me for
go of you
And I will never really understand
Why I'm sat here crying over your Instagram
I guess love's the most
Toxic chemical of all
And I'm tired
with me
Bitch you know I brought my rifle
My rifle ride with me
Out my mind geeked up on one
When I pull up all that tough shit is out the window
or based on the chi
Fuck you and your money if you are based on the greed
God's time is the best,my album now in the market
My drive cannot be parking,My
in them interviews
We ain't gotta rob you, we gettin' money over here
No album dropped, still shawty is a millionaire
Put a price on your head if
love you but today you no one contain me
I swear by the moon and the stars
I will take you there I'll take you there oh mama
My baby
I go take bullet
your Grandpa feet (word)
'Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts (baow)
With darts, like HBO watching after dark (uh)
No love for
Damn sure ain't in my closet, or under my rug
This love search is really making me bug
And if you know who you are, why don't you make yourself seen?
Damn sure ain't in my closet, or under my rug
This love search is really making me bug
And if you know who you are, why don't you make yourself seen?
ain't been no holding back
Hear my life told in all my raps
You probably got a problem with that
But the Midwest street shit I brought it back
What
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
you to spending your album money to hear my verses
I say what people think but are to scared to say
I'm that wild renegade and I been let out to play
your thoughts for the new epic
Bullets points for a new zealot
Practical, not theoretical
So jump if you want
You gonna miss what I'm on
You rather love
a war
And 200,000 more to even look hard
You better drop your flag and withdraw
My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
to bring the war up your way
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Would you look into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is
to bring the war up your way
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Would you look into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is
to bring the war up your way
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Would you look into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is
the wind
Man you let that happen
Pull up in a bullet proof benz
Brought my hard head friends aint gone let that happen
Yall niggas seem too tense Ion leave
with chemicals
It's just the way that I am, not trying to be difficult
I got a crush on you and it's not just physical
Can you handle my love?
Then
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
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