Lyrics:
little Joshua Gosh
I wish I could of told you to not do the same
'Cause one day it could cost you your name
And this was supposed to be my first
you been prayin', bang bang
Ridin' for my niggas and that's for life
High class, I'm just surrounded by these low-lifes
And I run this bitch like
Writer: Mason Horne
Tick tock I’ve been working on the clock since 5
Drip drop got a shot glass swing on by I’m talking later tonight
I’ll leave
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
you
(She said "Don't break my heart")
Surely you'll break my heart but I'll be there beside you
With lots of love to give
(Love to give, you, you
you
(She said "Don't break my heart")
Surely you'll break my heart but I'll be there beside you
With lots of love to give
(Love to give, you, you
Derrick I Rose from defeat and regret
On top of the world yes I feel blessed my life a success I don't worry or stress
I just give it my best all my blood
Before they give a nigga hope, they gone give triggers
Young nigga lost it all but I gained it back
Im just aiming at the top, wachu aimin at?
You just
I've been needing is Camels and needles
I rap and I'm litto
You're eating Doritos with Minions on TV
My mirages are clearly bigger than yours
Fuck with
, you, you
No, I won't marry you.
Well, I'll give to you my hand and my heart
So we may marry and never part
If you will marry me, me, me
If you will
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
wrong and I meant it
You Derrick Rose and I'm winning
I'm 'bout these four bars, relentless
I'm tryna put my nut in you really
I'm tryna put my butt
(Woo) I give this beat the chair, nigga
SoHo or Tribeca, three hoes: trifecta
Dope money, hope money, Hublot
My watch better my pen's better, you
Don't
soon I give it up
You know I'm sorry, soon I give it up
You know I'm sorry, soon I give it up
'Cause my heart's on fire
My heart's on fire
Whoa,
with you
Forever protecting my feelings cause my heart can't be used
Can't Trust none of these bitches , Can't trust none of these dudes
I Was Moving
bitch you stayed at my crib (yeah, yeah)
I loved you with all my heart (my heart)
Now I don't like to brag when it comes to me
But I've given back
like Derrick Grace
Just like Derrick Rose, comin' off the road
Bust one in your face, give yo ho the wood
Put that on the hood, put that on my set
Homie,
Written By: Mason Horne, Justin Wilson
Baby they could pave our road
Shut the door on the little white church where I met ya
They could drop
How I get so mean by any means
Let me tell you I was 5
I buss my head on the bed post now I can't sleep
Money fein
If you fuck wit me my Partner red
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I
and make you my assistant
I want to chase that ass like pennants
Your conversation like good love making, boo
I don't know when to end
So “Baby baby give it
your love, heart and soul
The tear in my heart as you walk on by
(More than an ocean)
I feel so low and your head is high
Everything you do
of truth, I'll give you facts right now
Fuck this cypher, my mind ain't on rap right now
So it's fuck metaphors and punches, all the witty shit
Got
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