Lyrics:
obeyed
It's gettin' late and I can't wait
To drive by the bus and rock my tape
My car is movin', fast like a train
Never
money than time
My friends say they worry 'bout me, I just tell 'em, "I'm fine"
I took a look in the mirror, and now I wish I was blind
Is she the love
in my featherless, sagging, saffron wings,
i dance
my Phoenician, waterlogged, orchestrated and forty foot wings
wave in the air
i am drunk laying
helps me keep my feet on the ground
Life's been good to me so far
Hope it's been kind to you
Stand strong in the storms of life
The sun will always shine
Hi my name is Favour
There's one thing I like about Nathel
He's so kind caring
I'm Grace by name and
One thing I like about Nathel is that
He's so
Tonight, right after dinner, he's comin' by
I won't be shy
I'm gonna tell him I love him so
Never let go
Boy is kind of crazy
Doesn't care if all
The deeper image shook her up
Dee Dee's mother left her father
Took his money and his truck
Debbie Rae had no such problems
Perfect Norman Rockwell home
and Fucc)
I jus wanna get money wit my niggas
I jus wanna keep it real
I pray I never switch up
I jus want a Beamer or a Benz
I can't picc
But I jus want some
finna happen now,
I get the money quick and then get out
Openin' doors like you open the blinds I don't even got time to tell what's on my mind
You
rapping
Just gave my man some good advice he asked me what to do i told him keep snappin
These niggas fake jus tell em keep acting
I love the money i love
a church, but more kind than your great grandparents were
I always got her sounding like an anime character as I eat it like rare dessert
Life’s complete when
I've watched you with doin' things
And tried to understand you more than most
No I haven't gone to church the way I ought to
But I always thought
terms
I've watched You with doin' things
And tried to understand You more than most
No, I haven't gone to church the way I ought to
But I always
stand committed
to a love that came before you
and the fact that i adore you
is but one of my truths
what of the mother
whose house is in flames
and tough and ready girl
So don't you even try it
He can never find any love like mine
So don't you know you're wasting time?
Every girl wants my guy
I've got no money to pay my bills
By my side everyday my life gets tougher
I don't know whether i was born to suffer
Every year i'll get money next
all my stride
Girl you lied the devil's all in the house
I've been hawking him down
And hark, the church hall's in my mouth
Pluck the harp in my teeth
name
No, he’ll never understand what brought about this kind of pain
It was his own fuckin’ mistakes
Hook:
Maybe I’m just paranoid as shit
My habits
I never really cared
I've been stackin' all these dollars, focusin' on my career
I done made so much money, forgot how the struggle feels
Then I bust
job in the world
'Cause I ain't gotta take the piss test
Michael sending me Jordans every 1st of the month
Said his kids love me, ain't paid for
your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and I put my money away
But I got the kind of debts
me."
His daddy tells him, " Son its just not right.
Shes from money boy, she's not your kind.
Don't even call, shell just turn you down.
You're from
his money to be his honey
If it's truth you choose you break big dummy
Dumb girl
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb girl
I wish I knew why a girl like you
a nine (nine), I'll show you a hammer mine,
The kind that'll make you do the runnin' man like it's hammer time.
Shout out to the west, and all my
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