Lyrics:
the problem is they don't fuck with me, everybody see me as a threat
Yeah yeah, I know this sounds like some fresh air
If you don't hear me right use your
to the left )
im in love with myself since you wanna know the truth
In the closet that's my stuff - Yes
If I bought it nigga please don't touch
And keep
chatty pattys and frauds adding you your salt to unbalance the sauce
And make a meal of it of course
You know the sort to think a nigga is dom for selling
Everyday there's a thousand things
That somehow pass us by,
Go cut through the noise
So you can know what love sounds like
I'm comin' to your
you love out of spite I'm digging it
She heard I was the plug, all a sudden I'm brilliant
Running through the town, I'm surrounded by them villains
Only
that people who just watched it
Online or whatever knew and
You called me a lot of people
Think this is some kind of
Publicity stunt that you and I
me nothing's final
No matter how big the blow
Because, even if the answer's not the want that you want
I have the answer for you now
It's that you have
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
the conversation too
Tell me that you're gettin' more sleep
Can't think can't eat till I come see you
If I had my way I'd come and get you girl
In your
by Wolves Season two
I saved it just for you
Don't worry, if you watched it already it's cool
I won't be upset
But I bet you miss me being able
together I know Bob well
But I think he knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
enough about you and me
How's my little son
Hmm, he ever ask about me
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
no feelins for none of these womens
Really, though, fetticheese is my love
You know the streets made me
And I don't give a damn if you hate me
(Ha ha ha ha)
(Mura)
Babycakes, you just don't know, know
How I, I, I want you so, so
And I just want you to know that I think our love will
y'all help me
(Dying)
(Ah ah ah)
'Cause ever since the day you left
I don't know what to do with myself
Oh I wish for your return
And oh, how I hurt
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
valve, you couldn't shut me the fuck up if you
Had dirt on me now, I'll murder my pal, before I NTSC a crowd of
People that have been offended by the words
[Answering machine]
Hi, this Tasha you reached me at the right number but
at the wrong time you know what to do.
[B.o.B]
And so I'm thinking
And this leaves me awake at night -
I lose sleep over that
Oh, alright, listen BoB once and for all
The Earth looks flat because
1) you're not far enough
run sum'n ( oop )
Getting in my way I rearrange your lace front
Drive that bitch by her weave
Speed bump
You know I fuck with niggas with them Mob ties
Had a mill at 16 know how that felt?
And I'm still kicking shit, bitch black belt
Shoulda seen me in that yella 4-30
Got it washed everyday, bitch
of a short bus
Beady beady boom bing bing bing bam
I'm just thinking up shit that I know you can't
All I can say is that I'd run away
If they gave me another
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