Lyrics:
For you
For you
Smoke the anx away
Can't let doubt get in the way
Took some time to get away
Kept my grind the Nipsey way
I'm from LA by the way
Got
the girls trying to holla
And Mondays, I pulled up to the school with nothing new
But that wasn't a problem nowadays that got me blue
I'm posted on the board
back to the hustle
Everyday of the week I write lose sleep
Cuz the sights that I see got me lost in a dream
Mark hit me up told me hop on the beat
Treat
Trap like, if you don't get that, the bitch will get slapped
Bitch I pop up, get this proper, same things I got shut up
I won't be stopped, by the way
my eyes to the beautiful world out there
I had to find my own way, Monday through Sunday
At home by myself,, saying my own prayer
Monday through
much more
I need you
Hey mama, hey mama, hey mama, hey ma'
I am what they wanna be, check the stats
James Bond in the flesh, girl, that's a fact
I
for my bottle before I got high
I hit' up knowing that I was dead
Because he had that big ray-gun pointed at my head
But curiosity will get
payday
The weekend's just another heyday
But Thursday's surreptitiously unique
That's why I didn't go to work today
Thursday's got its own peculiar
Benjamins
Body stack like Michelin
Bad bitch with a temperament
I'm a Good Fella, a gentleman with goals
Yea I really got to go with the flow and I know that
The sky falling, but I'm still flyin' through-and-through
Hey this ain't willpower, it's wheel power
When God's at the wheel, yeah that's the real power
your hips you know that it amaze me
Got me off the hook and nothing else don't phase me
Can you be my one and only sunshine lady
If no, no maybe, hey
for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones that I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
(Hey)
Tick tock, I'm on the clock and I'm feeling like
This job's just nine to fiving my life away
It's like I'm back in school and I'm in
heard you say (hey, hey)
And I heard you say (hey, hey)
And I heard you say (hey, hey)
Oh just right
You got to sit tight
Close your eyes
And let
heard you say (hey, hey)
And I heard you say (hey, hey)
And I heard you say (hey, hey)
Oh just right
You got to sit tight
Close your eyes
And let
cant
believe you did three on chores You know we have that
science project due Monday what is wrong with you!
Hannah: oh oh ok Lets leave this boaring
And away from this whole crowd
When new waves come and tides move on
Every day you'll ever know
Is followed by a brand new sun
Hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
day (hey, yeah)
Until the day I pass away
I say I ball on you, man, like every day (hey)
Man, like every day
Man, I be watching time go by in
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
know you want it (hey)
I know you want it
Everybody get up
One thing I ask of you
Lemme be the one you back that ass up to
Yo, from Malibu
followers go away
Whatcha got
If your bae don't stay
Whatcha got
If that record don't play
Whatcha got whatcha got whatcha got
If your bank account low
dream?
Now here I come one more time
But she slides on by
Not even a second look
She took the bait right off that hook
I've got my blinders on tight
with rich niggas, that's the way I like it
I can't fabricate the truth, it's just the way I write it
You got points on your creative license
Ask Rapz,
(My sauce)
Said he want beef on a Sunday (The fuck)
And that boy was gone on a Monday (Bye-bye)
That's it, yeah, that's all that I'm gone say (Shh)
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