Lyrics:
you let me paint the picture
You'll be paying off your loans
So much debt could cause a threat
Barely making your way by to work a sweat
Then you
The pretty one?
All crazy, had to touch the tattoo through the short sleeve
Which one you want?" I'm like, "If there was comp?
Fuck around, a nigga like me
(Ayo Frexille!)
(Mr. Put'em On A Shirt!)
Riding real low, you can catch me riding real low
(Stop playin')
Uhh
I was riding real low in a two seater
I don't see you how you do not understand I'm (Understand i'm)
Try to get it up by any means I (Means i'm)
Keep it close to me go crazy bout mines
oh
Every time that something good happens in my life
You're always there for me, looking good by my side
Picture you down, pullin' up your panty
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
'Cause
she’s saying that
it’s a hard adjustment
to get use to it
the way you actin
causing me to loose it
she’s saying that she doesnt even know what
The peace in you brought out
By the peace in me
Your smile showed me that this is
Where I need to be
Gave your best, and got nothing back
How are you to be
it casual but they like to be on the deep end sometimes
Handle that case by case
Know they want me make the same face, oh
Without a trace, eh
federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the Corner's younger
I smell, feel, touch
hurts so bad
I'm incomplete without you
I'm incomplete
I could've had it all
But how could I let you pass me by
I had my everything
In the palm of my
love?
What am I gonna do without you, baby?
I'm slowly slowly goin' crazy
I need you, I really really need you
I just sit and mope by myself
George Washington's teeth
I'm so good
Like my nose bleed
If I could have an Instagram
I'd post a bunch of pictures, man
Of me and all my friends
With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know
In collectin' cream
A made nigga, Picture me dyin' in the blaze
Or gunfire will not retire 'til I'm paid
Turn the bass up high
When we ride, we fly by
when I'm all by myself
When it was just me and you
Fuck it
If i cant lift my tears
All along with my fears
I wonder when if i have to do without ya
All Be Gray But Your Picture On My Wall
It Reminds Me, That It’s Not So Bad
It’s Not So Bad
Dear Notch, I wrote you but still no update
I left my
Dawn to dusk I watch
As waves roll over
One by one they uncover
Treasure lost
A lone black flag
A blot on a bright horizon
Here they come
You
face each day (each day)
Without a smile
And life seems so unfair
I feel like I want to (like I wanna) die
You didn't even give me a last
You
before you try patronise me
Some man are so woke they need to go back to sleep, Blud
Fuck are you on about
Blud, what are you on about
Fuck are you
taught me most of what I know bout God
May his peace
Be with you
Till we meet
Again
May his peace
Be with you
Till we meet again
After the MRI they
seem like you better without me but trust and allow me to tell you a nigga done Changed
Could of swore you was mine now you outta the picture
Man karma
trip and fall
But don’t you ever go and fall off
Just take it from me
I hardly post on Instagram cuz life ain’t picture perfect
I mean, I finally have
getting hurt
Nothing left for me to do except say goodbye
I think it's better if I wasn't in the picture
I think you're so much better off without
c once
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