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now we fucking like it’s nothing 
no offence 
she wearing all of my clothes 
smell like a mix of my colognes
she never alone
after midnight her back

fine in the red
Got our  mind mind on the bread
Do you whatever you know what you did

Can you be my silent night
Lil baby gone be my silent night
I'll

motherfucker dead, its yellow tape on the scene
Just like that nigga Nas, I be trappin' out in Queens
Bruh, I know these pills real, I just got them from my

YOUNG BUCK- Written performed by IamJStory (Jonathan story) & Ocoats (Richard coats) 2023- all copyrights reserved.

Hook

I been doing this since I

I'm a scold ya, twist ya, roll ya, mix tha motor
Enrolling ya in my Johhny Apple jewel droppin mind seedin
Perspectives treein that  be weavin all in ya

You ain't fooled
By these hoes

That's why you
My queen tho

Next time show
The finger

Next to where the 
Wedding ring go

What we got
Seems like

c

beyond I’m gon ride with you forever 
You my queen,  without you how could I be a king
You my sanity and balance, you the Yang to my ying 
I see a future

Hey
Me
Yeah
Lately been waking up to the dream
Rollin’ over to kiss the neck of my queen
You say you got it I wonder what do you mean?
Cause I don’t

truly seen a beauty queen
Yours must've been crowned by Steve Harvey (Steve Harvey)
With an intelligence one of a kind, no doubt (Woah)
Also, she got buns

dies
Hit this weed baby just to see time fly
She get up her cheeks jiggle im like oh my
The sight of it can make ya whole soul cry
I just wanna be with

Gandolph  
Cast spells with my L’s I mix like dancehall 
Have you thinking I be lacing my blunts bath salts 
Always trippin' my vacations are done at last

racist killers get sent home hatred of my skin tone miseducation telling our history wrong origins kings and queens in America guess that don’t mean

stuck bitch, I'm moving
Don't give 2 fucks, cuz I'm grooving
Chuck the deuce up when I'm cruising
Got love in Bronx queens... shout out Brooklyn
And big

ever felt a certain type of way about somebody but you play yo role
You stay in yo lane
Knowing deep inside you wanna fuck the muthafuckas up that be

platinum shit half wit' sin
See me in the club by the door bulgin' in
Rockin' the lin, my waves spin tight, dark skin
Baby Sham spittin' all in the mix

they know me I want the money by any means
RIP gma Im living dreams I seel bitches fast like lighting Mc queen
Im in the trap in a wraith hoe mix up

straight to the kitchen
I had to shut up and listen
I had to learn how to mix it bag made it a habbit
Surrounded by automatics and ratchets that leave you

they know me I want the money by any means
RIP gma Im living dreams I seel bitches fast like lighting Mc queen
Im in the trap in a wraith hoe mix up

every time i just put on these 1of1 jeans take your bitch 

Finna go slide to the B with the team and we deep in the streets so we keep one tucked

Sorry

soul
Am all yours
I will be your king
Will you be my Queen
For life

Girl you take my breath away
You take my breath away baby
I wanna love you night

a moat
King of the tackle I'm fishing for hope
King of the Mac I be spinnin a track and then circling back I ain't packing no pole
Ya bro think he cold

is monotonous you've gotta mix and match
Why must i be a dog
Why i must i get the cat
Got licked by my wounds but why must i lick it back
Nothing heals

have the worlds opinion
So spitting special ain't the only plan
Can you stand my slant on having friends is crooked?
'Cause people be too pussy, tanks

the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
And drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof