Lyrics:
Shoulda made a move
Could've spent more time with you
I still think of you (Oh yeah)
I saw you when I passed by, when i passed by, when i passed
beat
Call yo friends around, then call the police!
Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats
So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets
One man by
IF LOVE WAS A THING MONEY COULD BY
I'D SPEND IT ON MOMENTS, YOU AND I
YEAH, IT'S ALRIGHT
YOU SEE THAT SWEET, SWEET GIRL DOWN THE ROAD
SHE'S MY WOMEN
Old things have passed away
His spirit gives me life
My cup it overflows
By him I am made whole
Through him I am made bold
He's the anchor to my
hold on together forever,
Just keep on doing those things you do to me that makes me go crazy for you,
You are my sweet banana, sweet cucumber, you are
where the movement's gnarly
By your side we riders, Harley
Concrete jungle something like Bob Marley
With you by my side I feel like nothing could harm me
about
Bring heat like Cairo
Sweet like Shiloh
Baby I'm a Psycho (Uh)
Yeah Baby I'm a Psycho
My screwsdem loose, yo
Couldn't handle the truth
that's how I'm gon' be on that ass
Y'all pussy niggas think it's sweet
But ain't a fuckin thing going down 'til I eat
So can I beef? You better while
Hey girl, need a ride
Yeah I know, I know
I'm not as bad as it looks
But girl would you listen
Alright, good
Amma gonna ride up my four by four
Amma
the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
And be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
Do things
the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
and be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
Do things I
These blues have got me cryin'
Oh, sweet mama, please, come home
Through tears, I watch young lovers
As they go strolling by
Oh, all the things that
her purse
As I ride by first things first
9 times out of the 10 that cool shit usually works
It's 70 degrees I'm in a short sleeve shirt
Without
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
were mine
Love can be a sweet thing
Girl I just don't understand
Made a game outta lovin' you
Now I hold a losin' hand
Musta got lost,
what's in the sky when you walk by)
Look
I
Woke up at abruptly at 9 like oh my God
To a call for my guy wit money on his mind
Hold up you won't believe it
going up and down since
you might have seen
bad and good things there
What ever you want to talk about
say it let us hear
My very good friend
Dr Matthew
the vision of winning the day that i rise just look in my eyes
Trying to earn a living with the things that i write its a long shot but i see it in sight
Written by Kolade Akinpelu
I'll see you anon
You dress in neon
If not you, what else would I be on?
Is it the weed or cocaine?
I felt a pin in my
brought me
Just by your example dear
I love you so your tender sweet affection
So sunny smiles you turn in my direction
How could I help the year
said slave to the chain and they chained to the whips
And they never come through and they always talkin
Live by my black hands black plans with black
the living fine
And gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
He fills my heart
He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with
good to go)
I feel better and better by the day
I'm so glad I'm free, yeah
You know, I'd rather work five days a week
Than to have shackles on my
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
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_ "Every Little Thing")
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