Lyrics:
Lover boy,
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy,
Loverboy,
Yeah,
I try making all my songs for you, songs for you
Songs for you,
Yeah, they
I turned my dreams into reality
Look at the sack got a bag in a bag
2017 I was in this shit half deep
Now you see me in back of the Bach
(Uh-huh)
I
Knee, deep, in it I had to go test the waters
Just, me, in it I just been chasing my fortune
Posted under street lights, I was just working them
Don't hate on me for living my best life
When you're too afraid to live out yours
Don't call me out for being self righteous
Cause at least I'm doing
So much, so much in common, so much, so much in common
I thought, you was my destiny
I thought we was really meant to be
I wish u would've made it
I'm so cold (Bur Bur Bur)
I'm so cold (I need a damn jacket)
God damn I'm cold (Yuh yuh)
My neck is on froze
My wrist is on froze Bur)
N8 love his
Popular
You're gonna be popularrrr
You're gonna be popular
You're gonna be popularrrr
You're gonna be popular
I'll have to be popularrrr
I'll have
Smoking this sh**
And they want me to quit
I can’t do it cause it keep me calm
Trapping this C4
I wrap it it G4
I pull up and I drop the bomb
Hit up
I've been waiting for so long I hate it
Tonight I'm faded
Goodnight Cadence
Every time I'm alone I hear the song
Tainted memories Are all I've ever
I'm making these goals and at the top of my list
Get the number one record, yea that Billboard is lit
Put the time in, put the work in, yea I put in
Im burning gas like im a tank
I gotta grab like everyday
If you hustle then you can relate
Stay focused stay down in the race
New chicken its like
Niggas out here trippin
I'm just tryna get my bag up
Working every week just to get a fucking check yeah
Gotta stay solo cause you niggas be
Shoutout to my dead loved ones I know you with me
Shoutout to them hating ass niggas who plot against me
The gap between us growing further
Razor on the plate
Cocaine on her face
She aint got no taste
I can't feel my face
I might die today
Razor on the plate
Cocaine on her face
She aint
last week)
(Shit bit my ass too, better muzzle that bitch)
Schynie
A bitch stabbed me in my back again
But it's okay tho, I will not go back again
Now
This ain’t no sign of the times my nigga
I’m pushing it right my nigga
This is the time you pick up your own and focus on rhyming nigga
My stars are
I see you're the devil come to visit, my old friend
That's right I can take it, I can take it, was born in hell
I've been the broken, the broken,
Yeah, I just wanna be the one you call on
Be the one you call on (Let me be the one you)
Oh, I just wanna be the one you call on
Be the one you
I usually don't do this but
This had to be the baddest woman
I ever seen in my life
Possibly could be my wife
Oh shit! She's a customer my g
You came
Girl
Ndi a mufuna ndia mufuna
I promise you that i would never let you go go go
Ndi a mufuna ndia mufuna
I promise you that i would never let you go
I've been makin' love to my past at night
And leaving real early
In that harsh morning light
'Cause these sweet, soft dreams of a better time
Keep
Said that she loves me
And wants me to be myself
Feels like I'm fallin
Just to end up hurting myself
And like I'm always failin
To the detriment
I'm feeling different I'm back on my bullshit
If you talk stupid might act on some fool shit
Groupies, they on me and think I'm a star
Get some more
I was ina jungles
With the snakes
Endured the venom
Remember all of them nights
I called your phone
You wouldn't listen
Pockets looking funny
I
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