Lyrics:
nigga
Tryna heat it up, all on my D Wade shit
New kicks, can’t find, he’s an East Bay bitch
Got a daughter now
Gotta make my daughter proud
In Ohio, do
This is an invitation
Love is calling you by name
You're never too far gone
The father is waiting for you with open arms
So come be made new again
full-court press could never be broken my G
Had hoes warming benches for free talking bout 03
Stood bout 5’3 all-natural shit
Pass me by all the time, far side
'cause I'm ready to race, yeah
Trying to knock me off my place
Broke her heart
Take her out
Don't need love, yeah, hold up
Came this far, but it's day by
o'clock
We climb the stair
We never knock
For nobody's there
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue
When the sun sets on the far horizon
o'clock
We climb the stair
We never knock
For nobody's there
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue
When the sun sets on the far horizon
Ouija
I'm breezy
In three sheets of cloth
If you dare to knock
I'll release the dogs
My weekly response
To guest that come by
To check I'm alive
Yes I
saying?
I got the East coast locked the fuck down (he taking over, that's his shit)
Know what I'm saying?
Hear my shit, nigga (Brooklyn Zu, Brooklyn
get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off
Hey fool you ready for another beating
You should have never came back
Look here man after I
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
I'll grab a crocodile by its tail
Handcuff the judge and throw the cops in jail
Make the meanest woman breakdown and cry
I'm the baddest man alive
I'm
Well East coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down
Freak nasty super bad, earring in her tongue
Smell good, Prada bag, angel perfume cologne
I'm tryin' to have me that lipstick by Mac
Make like
?
Everybody mad they want something this true (true)
Somebody got my heart
Shine better than the 22s on my car
I can see us takin' this so far
I
?
Everybody mad they want something this true (true)
Somebody got my heart
Shine better than the 22s on my car
I can see us takin' this so far
I
the world through my stare, Glock 10 baby tucked by my underwear, hopped in early look bit*h I'm still here, windows up tacked even if the whip rare, I know
critiquing my every movement, every track, trying to find the improvement
Improve the improvement, I'm trying to do it
Excuses, excuses, you lying and stupid
The lows are so low
The highs are too high
Cassanova flow
Nothings by the by
Never by the bar
I'm far away
Cos i'm writing bars
So i can raise
on by
I get on by
I get on
Just waiting for a knock on my door
Holding someone else in your arms
So far away
Just by looking at you
I'd never stand
that in Virginia
But I'm finna continue, pass the tri to my nigga Tone
Couldn't find a fire but this far from home
But we still trying, I mean we still
a few too
Now my future bright, lookin' out is futile
My mom was frugal, my pop was brutal
School of hard knocks, all I did around the clock was
get
And If you want it work on it
Cause somebody gone be up on it
If you name then claim it
If you seek you will find
If you knock it will open
If you
hard for me even when it’s gone soft
You my rider, we riding til the wheels fall off
And I ain’t all talk
Always right by your side when things go wrong
try to get rid of me
But I'll just keep coming back
I'll do as I please
So by all means...
Knock me down or build me up
If this life is hard, I guess I
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