Lyrics:
Little by little love
And I try so hard to bury that stuff
Never thought I'd get so fucked up
You saved me though
Little by little love, Little by
I slang off white no Virgils
I want them millions
I want to make a life for my children
You see cause I do right by my children
I hold my glock for my
don't tally down a dream
Bitch I'm the brand new jack with beans
Take your breath and find your peace
Won't ever let you get to see the best in me
Look
(with a baddie)
She calm so I add her to the tally (tally)
Madison but I'm callin' her Maddy (Mads, yeah)
Like, "Mads try send me the addy" (like gimme
You never heard another on the mic as ruthless
I drink a little liquor a lot of water and juices
It make money ain't no need for makin' excuses
Burn
many spears it's becoming a nuisance to some
But to whoever want to know who the truth is
You never heard another on the mic as ruthless
I drink a little
could I see me taken out
By some gluteus, gluteus, maximus, maximus
I'm spas-ta-gis-a-mister-gis a mister-gis-ta-spas-ta-gis
Spectacular, the papes
Fuck am the life of the party (The party)
Fuck the stats I don't tally (Tally)
Gat a toy iced Ferrari (Ice)
Pull out game ask ur mommy (Mama)
Am in
all
Adding to the tally
Another countless sin
Eternal suffering
As it wraps itself within
As I let the
Ink sink in
This dark passenger is taking over
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know
There's a little monster truck who lives in the mud
Rusty and crusty and misunderstood
Dark as pitch, blacker than night
The only one that works is
You'll forget me
Little by little babe
And I'll regret this
Little by little babe
Like I'm losing you
And I can see the proof
In the rearview
Little
Word to the tally hope my hammer clap, more than a lil' bit
You fuckin with lil' bitches I'm fuckin with grown women
And fuck if they golddiggin,
and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cause, this little piggy gets, busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
[Raven:]
Little by little we can make it better
Little by little everyone together
Every little bit we give we get back more
[Orlando:]
One look
little things about ya
Sure enough takes the cake
You ain't gonna amount to nothing
'Cause you ain't gonna work for nothing
Without you, I'm good for
little things about ya
Sure enough takes the cake
You ain't gonna amount to nothing
'Cause you ain't gonna work for nothing
Without you, I'm good for
And she started giving me advice (Oh yea?)
I tried to plan her out because you know a nigga not the type
But I guess I must have trusted her a little bit
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two by Paul and Silas
One by the little bitty baby
Born,
Izzy and Camden
Show 'em I'm a little bit cockney
You ain't ever seen a hundred bags, uhh
Boy talk to me propperly
All pissed cah your boyfriend want
Keep a tally yeah feel a bit forgotten
I hit the road yeah take a trip to Boston
Aint nobody gonna tell me what I might do
Take a tally and you multiply
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I
Little by little
My heart grieves
Little by little
I call your name
Little by little
My tears flow
Little by little
Everything changes
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