Lyrics:
come around.
Nigga I'm still doin my thing.
I'm still, I'm still.
Responsible for everything you listen to my meteocre talent proceeds to try
dance in clans of three in front of me
See the polkadots at the coat spot
I proceed
I leave the black leather
Receive back the Beretta
Now I'm ready for
on the floor that I don't love
It blows
(Can't go on)
Living in a red hot clinic I'm ready to go
You know?
(Can't go on)
I'm wasting my rubber soul
ready for war I just sharpen my iron
Number 1 overall I got picked like I'm Zion
No stopping this whip I'm ignoring the sirens
Forever fuck 12 Been
you so I Dior you
You know imma support you
I love to record you
But we can't let 'em leak
Cause you know that you aint ready
When it's time we gon
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
Well I'm a lover not a fighter
So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now
'Cause I came for kicks not for arguments
No whoa oh oh
'Cause I'm a lover not
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
I can't even love nun'
PTSD got me fucked up
Yeah
Love how I'm feeling
Putting them bands away for my children
Decision was brilliant
Changing
for my niggas
And I ain't goin' front, I'm about my end, so
Holla at me when you ready to spend
(I ain't fuckin' wit' you)
I can't rock with you
what I'm sayin
The method of detectin niggaz all up in yo' game
can never be done, if you continue to remain
a victim in life, for the fact that love
sorry for the times you wanted me there just to comfort you
I'm sorry for the fact that I would ever fall in love with you
I'm sorry that I'm screaming
street called love yeah)
Lead me to that road (i'm trying to get home)
Trying to get home (come on and take me to love street)
Sunday morning (yeah)
a damn lie
Look at the bitches I fuck
Yeah a pint in my cup
Now I'm smoking on dead guys
I fell in love with the red eye
Took what I want as I ran by
Nah
the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down
By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough
love a competition
I ain't ready for the combat
Why you so competitive, you knew that you was all that
Way that you aggressive made a nigga really want
brother's in the house
Squig Love is in the house
Cool V on the vocal, gettin' me mad
But I'm gonna lil' do a lil' somethin' like this
Check this out
ready
Even if we
Let time get by
Its fine, Its alright to come and see about me
For life no lie soul tied
Im riding Cause I like me about cha
Even if we
down (Can you touch ya toes)
Its going down like a broken elevator
Aint talking now girl im talking bout later
But I aint trippin, cuz for now we can
ya)
For the rest of my life I'm ready to enjoy us
So why the hell we break up (up)
If we only make up (up)
I ain't gon' stunt
Never gotta front,
why I hold the past for
Overtime, can't rewind, flying towards that fast forward
Life's moving quick so I'm learning from this crash course
Speeding by
I've got a real ambition for the task
Been assigned by Jesus Christ to carry out Redeemer's plans
Stepped up in the game and brought the Spirit with
And just when you think that we're done, here comes another one
I'm gonna love you more
I get excited at the thought of touching you
I hope you're ready for
at night
Drop whatever I'm doing
To be there by your side
A thousand words and more
Just can't describe
How I feel when I kiss you baby
I just love it when
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