Lyrics:
wearin' all black
Nigga lookin' like a phantom
Tell me what to do
Real nigga never get it confused
From the streets
You could meet me in the room no rules
been preaching mental health
It's way too early to tell
You can never count me out
Girl roll up the window
We supposed to lay low
My speakers blasting
the tracks, check my shoe size
Don't ever choose sides
Never need a truce to cruise by, but a drug is crucial for lewd dimes
Grew to recruit highs
En route
got mixed up
I told my nigga, hit the store. Get what you need You know I gotchu
If they ask, No problem, Tell em it's me dawg
Up at night, I wrote
a girl named Carrie Munks mortuary, then it goes to the cemetery She told me she loved me and it's scary Like Chuck Berry I string funky guitars Swoopin
two
Didn't you mean to hurt you
It was a mistake
please forgive me
Romantic superstars señorita by name
Girl you deserve a guy
To make you feel so kind
by the time
They radio for the dogs i crossed heart
Can't tell a bad day from a death wish
Detour through the graveyard with
A chef's kiss
They don't
Tell 'em how it is, tell 'em how it is
Pull up to a premire, red carpet good
You take my coat, get my chair, like I hoped you would
You're funny
the topic
Got bitches on this nigga dick like it was made of steak
Might give that hoe the white A1 she swear it taste so great
Then by the time I hit
Tell me where you been
Tell me where you been
Round and round like she trynna spin the bend
Round and round like she trynna spin the bend
It's
the wheat so strangely high
The top is not seen by the ground bound eye
Grew so tall
The scarecrow couldn't guard it
Aviation ate it all
Before the harvest
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
No Ceilings
(Mannie Fresh on the beat)
Fuck them folks up
Tell my bitches it's show time, tell my niggas it's go time
Sipping lean, I'm
Always hustlin' moving am to pm but it varies
Im'a get it everyday like perdiem so I ain't worried
Fuckin' up the game who let me in I'm like Carrie
Minus
the nineties
Dressed up the way you want me
Sat on my knees, just like the movies,
The way you like it, come on be with me!
So tell me where you wanna go?
I'll
to think I've never felt this before
Each time you speak
It's music to my ears
That voice inside
I'm trying not to hear
It says, "don't be fooled by
on backwards cos she's rushed home from a friend's
They got up to something you can tell how this one ends
It’s not fair
But in the hours she was gone I was out
'Cause I ghost so much, get caught by Scooby
Tell me I'm fucking pathetic
Out of you're right mind, last time I measured you was bout nine
Whole
'Cause I ghost so much, get caught by Scooby
Tell me I'm fucking pathetic
Out of you're right mind, last time I measured you was bout nine
Whole
Zdrasti Mr. President
How you been, how’s the wife
It’s been a minute since we talked
And I got some things on my mind
I’m Starting simple
Not too
Did they never tell you 'bout it baby
Did they never say it's tough
Are you never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
That French song
hopeless, pessimistic, romantic
It's nice to meet ya
Beer or tequila
So tell me 'bout yourself
Small talk's a living hell
Your hand reaching
My
it with your soul
It makes you free.
Listen to the music of your heart
In the Italian night we can be alright.
Santa Lucia by night
Romantic
bit by bit, by bit
You're a hopeless romantic
I'll cross the Atlantic
To make my way home to you
Ohh ohh ohh
Ohh ohh ohh
It's hard to tell how you
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