Search results for 'hes still working on me by terry bradshaw' Page #204

soon as I drop then I'm ghost
Bar is heating up I'm boutta pop like toast
How he'd get this rhythm homie who even knows
I was gifted by my god now when

from my truth
But my brain takes me back to my youth and
I confirm that it is the truth neither yours nor mine

You bore me in your belly for nine

demons be speaking
Afghan Kush habibi
I'm sorry if you need me
I be working weekends
Hit a slide on a fall night
At a time when it feel alright
You are not

better run up behind me
Cause if I see you fucks
The better man better wish you luck
He let net mean a lil too much
Turned to digital nomad
Fortune 500

And it's prolly still a little dirt on my cleats
So I got killers working for me
Just in case they try to take some work from a Fien
Otherwise I bring

working
So many niggas are serving me purpose
I came across this girl her body was perfect
She be knowing how to talk it's making me nervous
Money and come

huh
Counted sunrise
Counted sunrise
Yeah
We living on counted sunrise
Counted sunrise
Counted sunrise
Counted sunrise
Kinda phased out by shii I gotta

boy with the bars
White boy with flow
White boy with the cars
White boy gonna go, aye
To the top as you see me pass by
Around me there isn't a bad vibe

And do you
Just do you, girl
Whenever your head is cloudy
Darlin', you can dance around me, and get loose
Baby stay true
I see you working for your paper

staying focused
Yo
Blessings by God, you know I Worked for em
I be doing me, I talk my shit and I just so happen to show em
Know my career gone have a lot

Dreams sent me records to sample
He said you've got the juice my nigga live by example
You walking on top of rappers like slippers and sandals
Music is

Yo, yo
You know I'm out of control
Yo, yo
You know I'm out of control
Yo, yo
You know I'm out of control
Yo, yo
You know I'm
Underrated, still so

throwing Molotov's
Miss me with that dumb shit
Cross the line you better pause
You still on that bum shit steady wearing dirty drawls
I can't understand I'll

until nineteen years and it still is a time to remember
Man I'm weak
You ain't the one that I need
But I one that I need left me
Now I mom and my aunt

playing a game that's not meant to be playing!
Your skill is inadequate, like your search for "Bacon"
You've logged 1000 hours yet you still have no maidens

'bout a hour apart
Anyway what's really stopping me
From taking foot off that
Brake clutch gas
Top down drive road signs seen passing
Shit just did 'bout

ain't no body spotting me
Driving with no breaks
Wasn't planning on stopping see
Why he keep a tool
Scary niggas out here plotting, B
Black Vegeta in

of lungs
I believe you know me
Better than I know myself

The king is setting fire to the city
He pays a working girl to watch it burn
The preacher says you

heart on my sleeve
Tell every girl I meet she got the chance to leave
I don't want you to see me soon as I start to bleed
Soon as we stop working out you

boppin all around in my city
To much water a tsunami is wit me
Water whippin Ima drown the city

Nigga saying he gettin up wit me
Put it on the flo if you

BUILT c TREcSURE TROVE

BY WORKING ON HIS FLOW

LETTING GOD NURTURE GROWTH



KNOW I GOTTc GET SOME BcLcNCE 

THINKING BcCK WHEN I WcS WILDIN 

I WcS SO

working that magic, swerving the bitch through the traffic
Cona done told me it's 12 up ahead so I switch it to sport, hit the petal and gas it
Hit

The Aim is to putting
My name on the map
Before spirits hanging out
With my ancestors who rap
Bossing up to a level
That unbearable
INCREDIBLE
Working

shit while I'm still young
Working these nine to fives not the move
I'm not a king ima emperor and I gotta new groove
Of course I'd put my all in what