Lyrics:
something about her love making me need that
Come on
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you
cause a hissy fit I'm bout to make history
Air this side out
Always eyed out
Air this side out
Always eyed out
Body a barrier, guarding my area
Moved
And its wildin out
Just like I like it
I fucking love it
Like kisses in public
Like no worries
Its ain't nothing
Its why I stay up
All night
Out all night
love ya in the
Hood I'm like Peter Pan passing out hundreds
No hate in my heart, I was passing out money
17 I been fucking stunting (yeah, uh)
Before I
It's pure propaganda they supply us,
I'm still puzzled by the haunting correlations,
Between the Pentagon and many assassinations
You think you're
the world, doesn’t know what you’re doing
Are you here at all?
‘I’m in love’, ‘I might hate them’
‘I’m making ambiguous statements’
‘I’m maintaining some
all by myself so I don't need no hugs
Oh this your heart I give it back cause I don't need no love
And bitch the money looking right so nigga we sell
94,
Fi , fo , stomp, in my flow ,
Cops , roadblock, but I cope ,
My co-sign my was my floor,
9 close by so y’all know,
I won’t stop , til my throne
Making friends with, all my demons
Here and now with, all my heathens
Twenty-one years in can finally see this
Some call me the best, I don't flex
I'm
Rare!
[Pep Love] That's my nigga!
[Tajai] That's my nigga there
[Pep Love and Tajai] Hands in the air!
[Tajai] Like
[Pep Love] That!
[Tajai] Like
[Pep
trap out where you stay
But I got lazy making plays
Burner in my dorm they ran into that bitch the same day
They kicked me out, sent me right back
of fresh air the woman's in command
Pussy sweet Supply and Demand
See females like we, we love to put it down (Put it down baby)
And when walled up
You took my heart, and you held it in your mouth
And with the word, all my love came rushing out
And every whisper, it's the worst
Emptied out by
you want they'll supply
That's why beer, crack and weed sales are high
Love songs making you wail and cry
Number of pregnant single females is high
ain’t nothing I could
I’m just tryna fix the problems we ain’t get too
Why am I acting like it’s all on me
Like it’s all me and we down by 3 dawg
Why am I
just letting the breeze run By my cheeks
Thinking I don't need nun But some air pods and R&B cuts
Radiating love so I receive much from the source asking
Never link none of my exes secretly
If it's beef with you, then it's beef with me
So if I die by the gun
And you don't wanna ride out, don't tweet rest
money blue
And I love my pack green
If you ain’t got that
I can’t even see you
It’s a lot of money in the way
I can’t see nothing
So much gas in the air
sedated by my voice
I'm making noise
And I ain't with the playing you could keep all of the toys
Already gotta man you could keep all of the boys
And you
that work harder here everyday to be graced by people that are better so love us in society
Im real here for years so not telling lies to all my peers,
smell?
Yes they are, I can tell
Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source
But it's all to good it's a hood thang
Never too bogus notice the love on the block that nigga coolin'
Aiming the radio out the window steady
something about her love making me need that
Come on
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you
So all the hustling for nothing man
I threw my pair on the
Lightpole because of him like fuck it man
If there’s a shining star
Hope my city is not too
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