Lyrics:
the temp goes up to the mid-80's
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him Hailie
perfect
But always stay tryin b
And Kirk mi have
One more ting fi tell him
Hold on to no weapon
And don't become a felon
When you're in trouble
Just count
love for real
Tell me whats the deal
Got me on my knees
Begging please woah
I'm so into
I'd really hate it if a n*** don't get with you
I'd really
can do it by himself, don't need no ones help. No one
Who you know
Whos got my back where the real ones at? Show Love
Who you know
Who can hold me down,
piece
Of rubish. And we don't like the sound of that terrible distorted green
Amplifier. No, no. You can't record it, that's final". But Robert
Make more off a CD, shirt, hoodie, or fitted
Physical Rap Goods, Me to You no middleman
Fans, you integral to this intricate little plan
Appreciate
you to be gone
I can show you the world when
I drop this magic carpet bomb
It's no surprise, That I'm breaking the ice
Look I'm just here so I don't
the sky till I'm in mars
And all my written got big bars
Graduated, Fuck Around
I Don’t, No More
Making moves, they just make memes
Taking drugs, I take
love shit I ain't playing no more
Wanna sell a million records CD's in the store
Give my son everything then get em some more
Lord forgive me for my sins
what you think about her
Who you know with a flow so loco
On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though
I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really
Wet it up
Uh, are you supporting the team
Sorry when I talk I repeat
To see if you see what I mean (mean)
I'm immature but I'm free
I knew I was
Girls love when I'm life in effect
They can't wait to see me live in the flesh
Even though I cannot afford
No diamond baguettes
I don't lie, slightly
to more explicit flows
For ones who tried on me they'd
Lied on me bring the force
Get skied by me guarantee
You would cry on knees and
They don't wanna see
agree we both libras divide by a week (Balance)
You see that's no cap
It aint no cap in my rap (Uh uh)
Word on the street hunnet aint g
I'm too put up in
speak
But the Dude knows the streets ain't no kiddie game
You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name
He told me: "Ice, keep doin what you
a laughing track this life is a sitcom, and it's out of date like the CD-Rom
I think it's time we all upgrade take off the masquerade and show our smiling face
and reality we can live
Oh and reality TV to make us cringe
I'm ready to love, and after these last 90 days I'm all but ready to make you my fianc
And I don't
we about to go
Ain't no need for the gun, I treat you to a slice
When we done, and all minds are one, yo
[Chorus]
I be the Rabbi watched by
cause I am so berserk, no petroleum jelly, my omen weighs heavy, soul is still empty so hoe don’t tempt me,
Study the birds like David Attenborough, but
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
Get an Oscar, I bet and
I don’t want to leave you, but I’m
Being pulled by the ocean current
And I have to swim across it
Hoping, that you are waiting
Shawty really love my vibe, she be riding like Kias
Aye, been killing verses since I came out the wound
I know they told you I'm the greatest well my
people been here
I see all of her friends here
Guess she don't have the time to kick it no more
Flight's in the morning
What you doin' that's so
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