Lyrics:
Finna win gunna make it she ain’t stressing no sweat
Get the spins she gon shake it any second no sweat
Hit the gym never pressin she be reppin no
In the quiet silent seconds
I turned off the light switch
And I came down to meet you
In the half light the moon left
While a cluster of night
rollin' loaded dice
Ace of Spades behind his ear
And him not thinkin' twice
Halfstep, Mississippi uptown toodeloo Hello
Baby, I'm gone, good-bye
Half a cup
Yeah
2 and a half years in
To that love
That passion and
Them hardships yeah
Broke up like that shit
Too hard to deal with
And since that last text
You ready?
Seems like everybody's got a price
I wonder how they sleep at night
When the sale comes first
And the truth comes second
Just stop
for me at the altar
Made a vow before God to love me
And finally I'm walking down that aisle
I will never second guess us how
When we're laughing
mobsters
I got shit locked from Prospect Ave to the tropics
Sittin' on top of the world like the sun
A livin' legend from the Bronx, second to none,
the key to parry blockage
?
Found a plate of half cooked matters looking at me stupid
Fed 'em to the hogs that waddle between the bookends
Look, clear!
half of a half
She took 3 like Reggie Miller
I just feel her like chinchilla
Had to kill her, bryson Tiller
I know they gon' play this over
Ankles on my
to you to get things started
It's up to you no no not half hearted
Take each and every day as if it is your last
It's up to you you've things to do
and make amends
'Cause nobody gets a second chance to make new old friends
I believe in working hard for what you've got
Even if it don't add up to a hell
half my life
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
You niggas talking, but you ain't never seen 'em
Imagine being first name basis with
I Wrote This Song In Your Lap
Verse 1
Second row back in the van
We should be quiet, but we can't
We're flirting like kids at a dance
Damn,
and make amends
'Cause nobody gets a second chance to make new old friends
I believe in working hard for what you've got
Even if it don't add up to a hell
You're broken hearted baby
He broke your heart in two
I'll tear my heart out baby
To give up half to you
You're broken hearted baby
He broke
Half moon
Crossed eyes
Fear is disguised
She carries sadness in her lung
I can hear her
I can run
She'll never be in second place
She'll never be in
Every morning 'bout half past eight
My mama wakes me, says
"Don't be late"
Get to the office, tryna concentrate
My life is just a slow train
Every morning 'bout half past eight
My mama wakes me, says
"Don't be late"
Get to the office, tryna concentrate
My life is just a slow train
When Crud Spaskinski was born
It was like the second coming of the Christ
People all over the world dropped what
They were doing to honor him
As Crud
thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whips same price my watch
Got no jumper but I ball a lot
Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want
Candy paint
I cant see
My other half
He's now trapped
In my past
My other half
He cant laugh
Getting gassed
My other half
Good-bye
Blast
You know how people say
just for a second I can see you in there
but you need help why do you do this to yourself
How can I fight this feeling
And your half of this heart
Every
Half ounce down it’s only been a couple days now
Only been a couple days now
Half ounce down I just don’t know what to say now
Don’t know what to say
a smacker, just a half but I'm going make this shit my last
Hopped up out my feelings jumped right in my bag
Pulled up in a hoopty skirt off in a jag
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