Lyrics:
detrimental
I dont pop pills for my mental
Ima buy em all cause I dont know when I can get em
.45 like an instrumental and god damn
Sometimes wishin I can give
cooking this is just the beginning
I'm a sinner with a glimmer instrumentals for dinner
I was losing by myself but with my God I'm a winner
I finally get
Not gon lie you got potential she keeps sittin on my mental
I keep getting paid by putting pain on instrumentals
Yes I own it, not a rental
Goin up
the trenches
Spin they block in a stolo, cause we ain't had a rental
Say we gon' ride on them niggas like a instrumental
I was 14 having shootouts, that shit
Feel like I'm running in place
Hope I'm not losing my mental I'm definitely feeling surrounded by fakes
I barely pick up a pencil On these
bad thing my accomplice
Roll em by the pair like chopsticks
Gas on deck like the Locksmith
Challenge, unbalanced thinking he too tossed
Couldn't manage
me
Mmmm and if you never did die for me surely you'd always cry for me
Instrumental
Save a little part for me
They took you far away from me
on your vision
Let's build a kingdom
Our children gon' inherit our riches
I need a queen, I'm not intrigued
By various bitches
You see the typical nigga
like cologne
I hope you copy like a clone
I've always known
That loyalty was something
That was hard to come by
It's a fun ride
Until they do you dirty
iced out my wrist my diamonds dancing
Is it coincidental
That Every bitch that I was fucking with just let me sad on instrumentals
And my mama told me
veggies, yo
I drift continental then I settle coasts
No one can reach me by telephone
But I can see all of y'all acting bellicose
Y'all better learn when
jacking the plug!
D.Wade packing bookoo heat &
LeBron james like to tan shit
I murder beats ; kill instrumentals
On the beat by myself; you need
A band
Heart of Hearts
By “Black Girl Singer”
TNM231008
*Instrumental Intro*
I don’t wanna hear another story that we talked about
‘cause I’m gettin’ tired
when you fall
I'll catch you when you fall
There's no one else but you
Now, you're flying high but honey by and by
You're gonna cry for love that's
Gettin' hit by typhoons, machine guillotines
Rip out the spleens, tonight while ya screams
I'll blast ya in ya dreams, listen to my bombs
Like you
in the winter having cookouts
Smack by witch, look out
I'm like Barnabas, crab niggas tryin' to conquer us
They mad 'cause we jump outta cabs,
It's not much but I feel welcome here, inside.
I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a barstool,
My new home, it has those flashing neon signs;
Stop by
the job here in town.
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
The face on the frame, the plans that we made
Walking in the winter wonderland.
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Sweet temptation, that's what you are to me
That's all you'll always be, it seems
Sweet temptation, you smile and pass me by
But still you occupy my
love
Up a lazy river, how happy we will be, now
Up a lazy river with me
(instrumental break)
Up a lazy river by the old mill run
That lazy, lazy
a heaven sent instrument
My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes
For your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm
-artist: nat king cole
-peak billboard position # 6 in 1954
-english words by carl sigman and music by gerhard winkler
Answer me, oh, my love
Just
get by somehow
I don't worry 'cause it makes no difference now
It was just a year ago when I first met you
I learned to love you and I thought you
watchfully as they sit there by the door.
So, I'll work on the towboats with my slippery city shoes on
Which I swore I would never do again
Through
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