Lyrics:
Non-stop fingers itching a hundred percent profit
When you striving for the M's pussy it ain't a option
Get it by the winter flock when you balling Klay
She ain't used to this life that I live though
My life through a pencil
I write when I'm high when my brains another level
I ride with my Thompson
What it do lil shorty what you need?
Imma wanna cop it if you got narcotics in your pocket so I think I better leave
I don’t know what you into, yo I
tell you what I'm tryin' to say
The world can't take theses smiles away
Sunny days though they may be gray
And by the way some people just love to hate
your love for granted, now your heart at ease
And I was too selfish, couldn't give a piece
Everything I said was for your enemies
I could fight for you,
SECRET INFORMATION
WRITTEN BY: MICHAEL THOMPSON, TOMMY FARAGHER AND BILLY TRUDEL
DANGER LIVING ON THE EDGE
IS IT SAFE IN THE EYE OF THE STORM
god the father got him through
Yeah what am I saying
Yo where's your heart at
Is your heart beating with the love
Or has your heart just gone flat
You
pushed over the edge
I made this pledge
not by you, my brother or by Sister Sledge
now I know that I'm not your boss
and I'm not trying to floss or come
Cause love will get you killed in the field by theses dummies
Friends perpetrating
Haters lurking being patient
Can't let'em slide
My momma ain't make no
Smoking woods back to back till the pain stop
Girly love to play games like she work at Gamestop
I've been doing this too long so you know I can't stop
glass let me fill my cup
Impossible to say I drank too much
Life ain't the same, girl I need your love
Ain't by my side, then I'm giving up
Girl, why why
of hit's, Like
I can wait forever 'til I get
Up to the next life
Bet your bottom dollar that I
Peak whenever I write
Guess I'm now your honor like
The jury
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
time for your friends, you gotta make time for your work|You gotta find a girl you can love, live life for all that it's worth|Every day y'all, thank God
NOTHING MATTERS
WRITTEN BY: LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT
KEYS JOHN BLASUCCI
PIANO LARRY KING
GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS KHARI PARKER
BASS ALAN
rocks but I ain't talking basketball
This shit crazy I just fucked a ho but I don't love her
My shooter finna hit your ass like Horry at the buzzer
I just
Pull me up - 张靓颖 (Jane Zhang)
Produced By: Harvey Mason Jr. & The Wavys
Recorded By: Andrew Hey
Assisted By: Aaron Berton
Written By: Jack Brady
Pull me up - 张靓颖 (Jane Zhang)
Produced By: Harvey Mason Jr. & The Wavys
Recorded By: Andrew Hey
Assisted By: Aaron Berton
Written By: Jack Brady
and 9, every story got two sides, bro
I'm just glad that when he studies mine
He still wants me by his side, that's
Real love, real love, real love
(It's
world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're
your love made me sick
It was toxic
It was not it
Going back and forth throwing all these objects
I'm smoking purple haze until you do right by my name
me? They all conspiracy theories
Worthless, like testing Ev' defeats the purpose
Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
by our fate here on earth
you've got to learn to Love your enemy
you've got to learn to Love
for your enemy is you
so run
with open loving arms to all
(no)
Contrary to what all your enemies told you
Show them now how I didn't do you wrong
That this is not a love song
Are you just being kind?
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