Lyrics:
clockin' (clockin')
Yeah we wrong but dare a nigga try to stop us (try to stop us)
And you can get it, anywhere anybody
Dem Boyz got work, Dem Boyz got
Yeah
taeuchiha!
Nigga fuck going on
My bitches SuperBad call me McLovin'
Bitch im a pimp ion do no cuffing
I got the hoes coming in by the dozen
We
As We Know It
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
Let's walk to the edge of the earth, and let's see what we can find
We keep on running from what is
all gon see
They all gon see
Said they all gon see
How a nigga living when he home free
I don't want no problems
I want Benjis and Andrew Johnson's
heart cold
You gotta know my love a privilege cuz my heart gold
Closest ones changed on me that's the day my heart froze
Can't let just anybody in I gotta
anybody
Back in the road trip, reminiscing bout a model rider
I miss the old days while they tryna see a dead body
When you splurging on hoes, you can't be
Everyday na blessings I de see
Blessings I de see
Everything I touch e turn to gold oh
Touch turn to gold
Mr. Gidi come to chop life oo
Verse 2
Where you
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
the coolest you know
Nigga you can ask anybody you know bout
Me they tell ya shawty gon' go
I been bout it
You know bout me shawty known
For banging that four
while others dug ditches.
But they believed it. And I believed it too,
And you know who I am.
No, who are you anyway, Mister?
Well, you see it's
it inside
Anyone can see what you mean to me
Anyone can see what you mean to
More than all the stars up in the sky
More than any rumors flying by
of the front of the future when you are mentioning talent
And I'm in the back in the back of the block with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
Iraq
[Chorus]
I'm a ri-i-der, I'm a rider
I'm too tough for y'all, and I will never fall
You can talk that talk, but I'ma walk that walk
And I'm
Well normally at this point, you'd hear me sing
And I'd be doin' that acoustic guitar thing
So by now you're probably wondring what's going on
Cause
Won't succeed being an
Artist as much as being a politician i
Have no room for anybody lacking compassion
For themselves you must respect
Yourself put
down anybody
Fuckin' with me, Gelato Thirty-Three, cost twenty-three
Bae, can you roll up? I know you wanna Perc
But this a thirty, gone make you throw
another man
I just wanna be beside you to see life from another hand
Or probably I'm trippin but this is no LSD
I just want a night with you, I better take
Who team for the winnin
Anybody here can get it
You tuned in to the redish now
Anybody her can get it now
Treat the game like a scrimmage now
Master be
I've been on
Back in the gold gold look at the showboat
Leaves is cocoa coming by the boatload
Chains promo Playcloths logo
I'm Lennox out of Belly you
Person Unknown
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
Well Saturday night's a lonely sound
When you're running your hands through the lost and found
Right now na the issue wey the people discuss of
Jehovah Nisi guide me
Oluwa don bless us
There is nothing you can do about it
Anybody wey try me go go
Year by year I see him lose hs faith
Nothing makes it feel better
Deserves more for 28
The seasons change
Time can't be replaced
If anybody's up there
were the final words of a boy turn to a man
If you was asked if you fall for anything, what leg can you stand
So like a traveling band, I played
Between you and me, I can see in yo' eyes
Wise to the next, stay in checkmate (stay in check)
Your Green, getcha Gold
It come between me and you
Will
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