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on a low
If you cannot give me honesty
And you lie about who you be
You pretending but I dey see
I can't do with apology
Make you go find another gee
Baby

chill
Like how i only cope by staying numb off them pilly pills
And how my closest homies jealous on some clout shit
Funny with the money who you out with

Unconditional Love

2Pac

Greatest Hits

1998

on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak
But you know, with you and me it's on G
We could never be enemies,
'Cause you been such a good friend to me

And my name good, they already knowing who I am aye

Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby

Our Love Is Drifting

Paul Butterfield

The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

1965

Our love is drifting, baby, I can see it day by day
Our love is drifting, baby, I can see it day by day
I know you don't care now, little baby, but I

give me blue balls
In hood with them thieves yeah them outlaws
Ain't Lil Durk but on my life you was my downfall
Say hello to the bad guy like I’m Scott

in this bitch and you know the side
I smoke weed by the zip so you know i'm high
All I know is stack ain't no more starving
I be running laps round

of my feelings
Girl I need you by the night, hit my line
Baby girl, you be on my mind

Why you playing games, girl you know that I'm the one
I know that

a good taste


Girl get outta my dms
I don't need you by my side
I'm doing alright
So please get out of my line


I'm better of taking that deal
Going off

greatness
Never said it would easy
One day I'mma make you see
Little baby, baby
I just want to have a good life
I just want to take my time
Show me what I

you good for my soul
Without you i have no hope it always been fucc them hoes
Aye you by my side and i cant let you go
If you talk out yo name you get

got ass she a tip drill
It Feel good paying all ya momma bills

Psych out on verses
Put beats in hearse
These niggas ain't real
And I know that for

Let's Get Busy Baby

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

He's the DJ, I'm the Rapper

1988

Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,

there ain't no more to get
Saying I apologize if I make you feel like shit
I don't mean to brag baby this just what I do
I mean it's basically perfection

on but you nervous, I can feel the cold sweat
Go head prepare your mind, this ain't no normal sex
The room dressed in all black sliding like mrs mary
I had

All money ain't good money
What you sacrifice ain't worth what you get from it
Believe me, what you do you gon reap
Don't make it where you can't go

Closed Doors

J Hus

Common Sense

2017

as much as I do

Baby, pay me a visit
Why you chillin' by yourself at home?
Spare key, under the doormat (yeah)
So you can make yourself at home

Godess in your genes baby
You more than a lady
You in your zone but you don't gotta flex ya name ain't Swae Lee
Handle your handles how you do it

it’s good, but baby I’m getting sick of you
Yeah we catching them warnings baby there’s nothing even new
Maybe getting rid of you is something I can’t

girl I ain't playing
I'm trying to leave your legs shaking
So I just keep on saying
I want to get physical baby
Oh yeah
Get physical baby
With me
How you

light
For your love you know imma fight
Ain't no barkin baby I bite, yeah
Baby just show me your way
Give me all the love you got cause girl you know imma

by that bedside…
Right?
I know you brush it off like it's nothin' and it's a-ight
But…
You the one to put that baby back to sleep at night
But I ain't

See, it's a murder when I slide out
I ain't tryna hit the studio with
Niggas just to smoke so we can vibe out
I put the studio in my house
You want

To them fuck niggas
Know they sus
I ain't never see them
Cause I’m in the shade
Roaming smoking by my lonesome
Know I'm self-made
All I know is Ima be a gee