Lyrics:
ever get us right, they don’t ever trip to the right side
But you always dig when I say what I like
Thinking bout you, thing about you, rain will go away
her a new Mercedes, partner
You're not a Captain Save Her cause hoes be pullin capers
You smoke 'dro different flavors, X Men like Doctor and Xavier
Pop
like, come back to it later
That's like... exactly what this is
Notes
Create two albums, then release one
I'm untitled
The new project, from the projects
projects
Next thing you knew, I'm in this bitch's crib, chilling
Told 'em my story, you'll like this, I had her legs in the ceiling
Cooking me fried fish
started a new wave
And created an aftershock
I been up for two days on the grind
I cant ask for nothin
My heart don’t pump kool-aid
No-no no-no
And I
I just want a bit pull up like skirt
East side living I don't mess with the north
I don't know why I want to tear off her shirt
I don't know why
time, boy don't worry
You go make me wanna call on my mommy (Yea yea)
Not two by side, it just you on my side
These are things I gat decide
Everyday
ex-girl's dad is abusive
I felt "How could I be man and not do shit?"
I'm on the way there now, and I don't wanna lose it
But fightin' her battle's only
Packed up my bags and just left with you
Just arrived and we getting loose
Always stick by your side
I will be there when you need me most
Treating
Yo, I'd like to dedicate this to my mom
Sabrina Jackson god bless her soul
We gon' get it on in
Here nothing but real shit
Yo, shorty ain't a shorty
might be by force
Or contracted in a letter
Its like a forced update
But in terms of your life
On that 2.0
It's a private heist
Privacy is dead
How we
wanna see
What you look like outta them jeans
But I'm King and I recognize the aura of queen
Always on my mind my lover
Always by my side my lover
I will
you'll ever be
I'm just trynna see your awareness grow
By any memes necessary, yo
And if I don't act, it's cause I have been doing a lot of thinking
So
top Nick
Her neck like Ostrich she give knowledge
I don't cross her like chopsticks
Don't fall for the optics watch the clock tick
2AM and we pop shit
I
when she fights.
Beauty itself when she`s sleeping tight.
The two sides of a medal...
Made of golden metal...
Verse 2
Why r u doing this to me?
Don`t I
y'all eating shcrimps
Yea if men get the twerking I'm gone ima dip
Yea my momma pushed two boys out her not no chicks
I was born set apart I don't run
in regards to my whereabouts
I lied by saying I took a shift
I hung up and two homies enter the car
We hounding at foes who would walk to the park
pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood,
don't want it, You gon' lose
I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide
up for that cool kid!
Switching sides you’re acting shifty
I realize your love is iffy
If he really kisses you
I hope you don’t fuxkin miss me
Swiftly
different scenarios
I'm a 92 baby, too wavy
Fuck you pay me, cause lately
On some real shit, I'm reckless
But I'm not crazy, don't save me
Been alone ever
her type B
Knocked her on the side street
Called her man a bitch too
And her friends one, so now it's bitch three
Was it my fault, uhh
Not very likely
couldn't even stay
The years go by bet it's still gon hit me
She in love but she still don't get me
Imma take her out
But she still don't fit me
I been
side of them biscuits
While she doing this, the bitch still sliding on lipstick
Now I got the fat stomach on, she cracking the Dutch
Playing with her
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