Lyrics:
and I get to soaring
Flying high like the concord
Roll another that's an encore
That suite me
Like Tom Ford
All mine I grind for it
Like a private lesson
Diamonds
By Jimmy D Ft Greg Roy
She loves the way they love me, love me
Taking off her top cuz its getting kinda hot
Money and power, its all about
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
If I saw what I saw
You wanna get some love
If you mean what you mean
You probably got hurt
You can get some flowers, but you're a flower by yourself
[VERSE 1]: Kay Kapone
(WASSGOOD) !!
Picture me in the frame and my head is missing
I know that was a subliminal message
it had so much damage
the window and I'll wave as life goes by
Won't be the one to sit and wait
For you to stop and realize that I was the one who got away
And I'll be flying high
Have you ever felt this high without taking any drugs,
Have you ever felt like you flying in the sky looking down from above,
Now I feel like I'm
a minute
I said it I meant it
Just give me a minute man
When I smoke getting high as the ceiling fan
Why the fuck would I care bout your feelings man ?
And I
mind
I'm flying back home
Still caught up in your sideshow love
The spirit of the not enough
You hooked me on the harder stuff
Got stuck inside your
isn't it.
Oh by the way, just before I sign off... because I've gotta go now... you know, there's a beer waiting for me
down the road in the bar. So I
I know there's something in the wake of your smile
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea
You've built a love but that love falls apart
is your bond
I love a fat ass in that thong
In my Tarheel jersey rapping my song bitch
Bars be serious
You can't fuck with me dog, point blank period
when I look in your eyes, Cause that is where my fire ignites
We can be flying so high, oh yea, oh yea, Looking for we, Find us in the waters up in Bali
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
get high, I'm supplying
I'm high as a kite, I'm flying
I got green and white like naij
I don't wanna get caught by the sirens
I stay outside, they
Yeah... If ya’ll don’t mind....
Chorus
Baby won’t you come and hold me tight Cause I got La La La Love for you
I really need you by my side
Girl I
without me?
Yes!
And does he love me?
Yes
Yes
On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Yes
I
without me?
Yes!
And does he love me?
Yes
Yes
On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Yes
I
I don't get impressed by too much
I'm gon' keep it real, keep it real
I love it, I love it, I love it
I swear that I love it
150 dollars for
the green, I love the sticky
I love to love, might be a hippy
Damn I love this shit
You cannot bring me down
Flying high, man I'm stuck up in the clouds
Said,
painting pictures
Like leonardo paint it right
Draw it from the realm of chaos
Bring it to the limelight
Flying high as a kite
Cause knowledge makes you
popped a smoke canister
I know what I've seen
I know what I've saw
Been ripped apart
Melted to the core
Open your eyes
Know we're in a war
Love money
nigga we star's
I love my chameleons a blessing in disguise
Went through a lot you can tell by the scars
Stay true to yourself they shouldn't tell you
bitches
The Benz's, Range Rovers, and sixty-four switches
The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs sniffin'
I plant a bomb right by the bar when it starts kickin'
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