Lyrics:
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
Chris Paul going to hard like I’m John wall
got these niggas pissed off
If my nigga criss cross like a pass he get picked off I back it up so I shit talk
all a wanna do was tun gyal ina slobber
From me is a Toddler
Mi have teacha gyal a feel dah John yah
Kadian weh never want mi,
Now mi tun she’s
with the bigger gaps than the band
Tell me a little bit about yourself bitch, tell me a little about your history
You done fucked around and made me
with us sometime
I know you love that sweet little gal of mine
You and her could talk about babies
Make some home made apple pie
While me and dad could
wey gat me
And to all of dem ones
Wey be say they just dey yab me
I pray i make it to thirty
Man I'll risk it i don't mind
Get it by all means or don't
game what you aimin thru
Tough talk over link line
I know that you never gone follow thru
Sticky in hand
I might follow you
Yeah
Like
Oh
Wait
Look at me
Everbody on the streets
This a little thesis coming from me
When I throw up baguettes, sitting at the bar
Or smoking a little red life in my car
I
smooth and amazing
Wanna take you on a cruise or vacation
Little island where the rules for the breakin'
Two shots for me, two for you baby take 'em,
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losing is small talk
I ain't a punk, I'll slot ya, furthermore I don't
before the sunrise
Oh I thought it would be easier by now
There's so much I don't know
If you're here with me talk a little louder please
I can't hear you
of mind
And the time is mine and I gotta light to shine
Maybe you can find me sometime
But this is something to remember me by, yeah
A little
he'd mimic my walk and he'd mimic my talk
Like my shadow he just tagged me around
Even had to be checked every time I was checked by the navy doc over
casualty
Or swopped up by the cavalry
Seemed like I had a little vendetta on the inside
I had to write it up
Fix a couple of things that were tied
by I can't be the one you talk to
This the type of shit
This why we can't be together
One you talk to
One you-
(you, you, you)
One you -talk- to
to,
bitches callin' plays just like John Madden
Get your ass touched right by a savage
I'm movin' a fast car, I be swaggin'
Your bitch wan' come with
Please Please
Come on a date with me and
You will see what we could be and make a memory so can you
Take me by the hand and I'll take you by the heart
I'll
me am right
But
Me I no b tha common guy
I just want to dy by your side and dy alright
Tell me am right
But
Me I no b tha common guy
I just want to dy
moves what's a god to a little speck?
Blindfolded to you pests
Big powers I possess
Large fools getting harpooned by a sharp dude who's your guess?
Where
slow
I wanna take you home
Yeah, I wanna take you home
Daddy's gonna love you
He'll probably talk your ears off
Drive you by the little church
weed in my system
I don't wanna talk no more
Unless a little drink in my system
Late night ride got me turning up the system
Driving by twelve saying
I ain't finished
I typed her twitter name into my Insta so I could check on every single little digit
Why didn't I just message her?
Trust me I was
come around, someone's getting shot down
And all I say is a prayer, so help me Lord
Then the Lord talk back, I can't help you boy
That's fucked up, my
by on a regular day
But now walking out on our commitments are easier
Than putting in the work it takes
Okay
I could talk about this constant debate
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