Lyrics:
I'm still in da trap
All these bitxx all on a young nigga
I then got in my bag (Yea)
Shawty on me she savage
She a savage
Ooh
She a savage ooh
Own
she like it yeah yeah
My ride or die friend zone me
She cool she smokes
Feel to tell me everything 'cah I'm listening
Say I'll be the perfect boyfriend
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
and
Everything that we weren't
We'll never say hello again
'Cause you're no longer by my side, yeah
I had a dream
Forgot who you were
Couldn't pick out your face
a speech about how she's feeling
But I'm more intrigued by her lilac ceiling
Any time now there's a question pending
She wants to confirm a romantic ending
Actually, the only designer that i wear is myself
Yeah
Who's that girl?
She's a bad motherfucker
She makes her own clothes
She makes it look better
everything
Yes she has got everything
That certain party of mine
(babble by Jerry)
Hold on, hold on, what are you doing?
Singing in shorthand?
You got everything you want
You got everything you need
Yes I remember the times
When you caught me in lies
You knew other women wouldn't mind
loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there's nothing left
But closing time
I miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change
loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there's nothing left
But closing time
I miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change
loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there's nothing left
But closing time
I miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change
you said it out loud?
Stupid boy making me so sad
Didn't think you could change this fast
She's got everything that I don't have
How could I ever
instincts, which
Are leaning firmly toward the other option
"All Eyes on You" "Your voice sounds
Ill, the flow sounds ill, " she says "This
Is going to get
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an aeroplane
I still couldn't make it on time
'Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I'm gonna
survive by myself
Nobody holding me down
Slowly losing my humbleness (For real)
Put on my romantic act
Send you some poetry, romantic gesture just want
You said you bad you tuff young nigga
Might just be lil mental
She got us the private suite
I'm sitting presidential
She told me that she honor me
She
She got a playa tryin' to think of new things to say (Sup, baby)
She up in the corner sippin' Don P, Rosee' (Yeah)
Shakin' it up with the homegirls
got faith in god
Now he wish he had the time
Desperate to work for everything
Exit the world with anything
See my worst it's a horrendous thing
Let me
tears
But yall don't see when I cry
Cause being apart from my babies
Got me hurting inside
I tried to keep it humble
But it's because of my pride
That got
the kids called her tooth head
Years later when her moms got sick,
She did everything she could, but mama wasn't rich
She didn't stop, worked ten different
bands she turn it to ten.
Got damn, that bitch, going in
(That bitch, going in)
In my court stashing up dividends (Stash)
Long as she keep it real, she
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
Everything's gonna be just fine
She clocks out, 10:03 and counts her tips
75 bucks not bad for a shift
She fills her tank up with gas buys a Coke and chips
statues.
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by.
But a little brown maverick is winkin' her eye. She said
Oh, what a beautiful morning.
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