Lyrics:
want to ride Holla back
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night Holla back
A youngn and got his eyes on the prize before
you double up I can tell it all from the start
Day one
Teisha tried cuffing me like a mark
I told that chick to beat it
Discriminate with my cock
If
And just wanted sloppy
Yeah I just wanted "Toppy"
You hate it when I go out
Go out with Homies
But you know those the
Those the Brodie's
Use to leave you
to the sounds
Of the music
We don't dance in the club, we make the songs for them
We don't act like a god, we simply belong to 'em
I know it's wrong to them,
tough
And I know it, I know it
But you don't want to fall in love with a nigga like me
You don't want to give your heart to a nigga like me
You don't want
tryna do that, on some by any means shit
I learned its, get rich slow versus get rich quick
Find a woman to hold it down versus trickin' off a bitch
Put
of fact, let me rephrase
With more rhymes and ways to fillet felines these days
Watch the path of the black one
Supervillain, he wrecks clubs for delf
In
of fact, let me rephrase
With more rhymes and ways to fillet felines these days
Watch the path of the black one
Supervillain, he wrecks clubs for delf
In
A beast inside me all the time ripping at me with its doubt-doused teeth
A beast appeased by the feed that I give it daily with my doubts it feasts on my
Yeah
Rich heart
Rich rich heart
It's been hard to figure out who really fuck with me
It's been hard to pick apart who just fucked with me
Ion know
should be by now
I tell "I get it in my own time"
In my own time
(God's time)
Oh my
I'm better than I thought I'd be back
When the bar that I'd set for
And lay low till this battle with my spirit is won
A cold soul melted by the heat of rising suns
Manic highs and frantic lows I come and go like the tides
all
Fuck a broken promise, just so taunted by the speed of the fall
Fleeing from the honest, don't care if you got it, pass me the ball
Fucking with
it down with your luck but shit be
Down bad, this shit's tough love but this a
Love song I don't know how to love but when I
Show love guess it's never
with the shits
And it's habitual
Imma take you far back enjoy all the visuals
I'll see you on that flight
(I'll see you on that flight)
Imma hold you
so smart
That soon she?ll have my heart
She thinks in no time flat
That she?ll be free and clear to start
With her emotional rescue of love
That
I start with what is here
Then what is acceptable
If the mind is flexible
Then the world is flexible
My present is always
Respectable
Young Buayo
the weatherman couldn't predict
I start to bug, prick, you better flee 'cause I get ticked
It's a wrap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked
I got up, I'm
fed up yea I'm working hard
They see me in all type of cars
Living life like a superstar
Hit the club make a movie start
I ain't Toting no bag, but I
I just got a two door Lamborghini I don't wanna speak
Yea I start it from my eye
I don't even use a key
I'm on the blocc with a baddie she only want
a millennium chains
Chilling, in the staircase, surrounded by killings
With bank rolls, bang those, bang your main hoes
You was in love with the pussy, it
dying
Gotta start living start remembering faith is what we're born with God made the playing field even
So what you gonna do with what you've been given
I don't know if I am wrong or right
This might seem strange but I feel like
Leaving tonight
Just not with you
It sounds so bad but
Its the truth
That
some hitters 15 with the hearts of Rocky
But they steps ain’t sturdy
Background dirty
Start it with ya dig
End it with ya heard me
Red don’t speak much
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