Lyrics:
right there by your side
I'll be there to lend a shoulder
I'll be the friend you need
When your world is turning over
You can depend on me
You at home I
hang with my niggas, why you actin' like that Michel'le?)
You can run the streets with your thugs (huh?)
I'll be waitin' for you (you a nigga wanna
the fellas (oh)
Whatever you need
Girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend
Or your lover (oh)
Girl, I wanna be
Would it be cool
Would you
that?)
He sold his soul to the devil when he tried to sell that (I want your soul)
Day's been cold, just like my wrist
I'll be used to, I
Paint these
[Kota the Friend:]
Really be in my own zone
Phone ringing, act like I ain't got no phone
Invite me to the party, I'm a no show
All in pastel,
on the real, he'll turn on you
You think I'm lying, your day gone come
And you gone see who gone be true
Who gone be true? Do you know?
Who your friend? Who your
I have to pay
Kick me down while on my knees
And now you got nothin to say
Girl just say, what you wanna say
Be who you gotta be
Don't twist my fuckin
ends
Haffi tun it up pon weekends
Buss a toast be a real friend
Tell me weh yuh drinking cah
I know there's gonna be good times
There's gonna be good
I just wanna be myself
I just wanna ride my train
I just wanna be alone
Never wanna fear no pain
Never gonna be okay
Never gonna find my way
Sittin'
’m wide awake
And the insight takes flight
Where I only see the light like
Think outside the prison cell
Your soul, cuz hell there’s hope
For yourself
I refuse to cry, shed a tear, that's the shit we don't do
Still this is what it sounds like when you open your soul
Tell the realest story that
what it's like to wake up in the morning
And feel like it's real when I'm laughin' (yeah!)
I wanna know what it's like to sit down with my friends
don’t wanna be saved
She wanna be paid, you wanna be laid
Make her a wife one day, but she owned by the game
Will never be the same pussy cat a tiger king
to send my love to my friend Rick Ross
Rick, I'm immensely appreciated
In giving me love and keeping my name
In your music for the past two decades
It
that I would be dead by now (wow)
Calling security, keepin' my head held down
Bury the hatchet or bury your friend right now
The debt I owe, gotta
Are you my friend, are you my homie?
Everybody hate it when you get it by your lonely
I'm a keep real while all these other sucker's phony
When you
you're in too
She got a new phone what she do
For a new phone IG flexing
Chasing the followers
IG flexing she wanna be popular
And a Real nigga chase that
be known, so I won't ever sell again
I wanna say thank you for countin' me out
I just wanna know what the doubtin's about
I just wanna talk, but you
somebody, family need it they'll steal if they know you got it,
God forgive me I been hurt by a couple niggas
That's why I wake up say my prayers and be
your beauty is just half
Of your appeal, 'cause like for real, I love that kooky laugh
(Hahaha) (Skip to the end)
To meet would be a treat, cause you
paradise for real
Girl I wanna try my luck
I roll the dice roll the dice , yeah
I just wanna blow you up
Baby your right your so right
Ya so Nice
Baby your
say too much
Bro call your bluff
They get mad for real (Uhh)
Whip to fast for real(Uhh)
(Ahh)
Von on top (Top)
Why would I stop for a nigga or bitch (Or
bein' blinded by the pettiness your ass play
Bust a free for ? ? fuck niggas 24 hours a day
Wanted to get paid, so I started this rappin' shit
Now it be
like day one
Fuck a mask face, trynna puck and right get one
You a real real one, you don't need to say nothing.
For the homies that wanna rap
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