Lyrics:
will make the news
Where I hang we don't say no names
If you talk to cops I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be
me when you eat and drink.
I must be mad thinking I'll be remembered.
Yes, I must be out of my head.
Look at your blank faces. My name will mean
be mad at what y'all meet ahead
I don't regret my ghetto struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on overcoming stress
Top ramen
and dance around the room in love
Chorus
I see you smile and turn your head
You lift your arms and grab the bed
I don't know what you're thinking
smells like bleach
And I will write your name in the sand where ocean meets the beach
Long after the last grain of sand goes down the shower drain
because I
Like the windows and looking
Outside and stuff
And I think why the album has
Such a bright tone to it
Yo
You got cum in your ear laughs
I'll curb it less
BM's in BM told her curb it less
Yours in the Dm movin merciless
How you claim your fly never had turbulence
I told her name
that I loved
Don't need another metaphor, it's simple enough
A wrinkle in time like the crease by your eyes
This is why they shouldn't kill off
the sand
Left off, Run by like breeze
I still see your face
Though your name your name still escapes my lips
as your hearts, Eyes like the sea
In you I left
Special
You Know I Wanna Be Honest With You Women So Ima Start Off Like This
[Verse: Drake]
Uh Look, I'm Bold From The Get Go
Go By The Title Of Drake
dreaming
I held your hand
Really thought together
We could take a stand
Bonnie and Clyde
write our names on the desert sand
Am I a game to you
Or what I
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
king, God King with the Hard Genes
Yeah I'm made with an element not found in this system
Words splash cross your head and baptise who listen
Description
me 'cause *** I'm Jeezy
Eyes wide shut I don't see these haters
'Cause deep in your heart you want to be me player
Want to stand in my shoes, want
right the first time I won't repeat this rhyme
If you think that you can burn me with your amateur ways
Keep in mind that I been out there from back in
feel I'm inside you
Even when I'm awake I'm still by you
Next day repeat the same cycle
I'm trippin, I'm caught up in the moment, right
Walk with me,
runs in my blood, and I'm the guy they require
And these guns bring nothin' but prison and death, still
All my niggas just admire the fire
Bro squeeze
E Em/c/cm
In dreams, he would be the one who kissed me on that North Carolina Shore
E
His expressions he'd write down on paper
Em
Tell me
'm the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep your bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
peeping game a long way
That's female trait and your bitch know I ain't lying
It's Mac Deville in his prime my nigga it's game time
It's going down in this
I’m scared to fall in love again like Russ
There’s still work to be done on within
I lay back, write em down with the pen
The I’m in my zone
Finally put
enemies
That's your fate, but you still couldn't see
So I'm pulling the strings
To fulfill a vendetta
Break me apart
But I keep it together
Abandoned by
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
Remember that I'm not a matador, so get off that bull-shit
I put rappers and singers in they place
A real rudeboy with the raz', I write it all over your
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