Lyrics:
don't really care
I just want my next fix so I can float into the air
I don't wanna see the ground I wanna break the atmosphere
I'm never coming back
club lights
Love life on fuck that, I get money bitch I don't love back
Enough of that she gon pass around, i might pass her down to my Patnah-dem
All
Gold
Pull up on a track like!
Verse 1
Personality split b****
I ain’t talking bout the movie split b****
Hit ya b****
Then I split b**** cuz I know
a waist so tight
I wanna get to know you
Maybe more than one night
Love the way you move
It drives me crazy
You can be my movie
Let me press play
Sit
I feel the sunshine
Every single time that you come by
Turned my life into a movie, got that run time
Loving you ain't easy but I must try 'cause
Sliding in from the front, never way behind
Niggas wonder how I came with this style of mine
Remain in your seats as I release the clip into yo' hip
Brat
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I
nor did I hit the climax
Still rise, no decline, my movie is not in Imax
Flash forward to the pinhole
My light shine through and reflect back like
It's hard to sleep these days
The sounds of all the screams keep me awake
Love is gone, love is gone
We bend until we break, stand by and watch us
a track meet
Lifes a movie i'm casting
A pretty fine young lady from around the way
Been a lil minute since I've see your face
Wanna do great on better days
target audience
Cause it's obvious
I've gone astray
Losing my way like Timberlake
Produced by Timberland on that goddamn FutureSex/LoveSounds
What's
selling out!
That's exactly what I love to talk bout
Busy dreaming, I been speaking aloud
On the magazine cover of Rolling Loud
Damn they love the way I
to flex my cash
Still I can brag
And if you talking shit
Then I don't give a damn
Fuck out of my way bitch back up
Act up, hundreds in the bag playing stack
One million ways that tryna get that stack
234 when I'm on that track
Spend those bills and we get that back
It's on me
Talking bout racks on racks
Right over the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges
uncomfortable jus by standing around
That shit crazy, love my town
That shit crazy, love my sound
That shit crazy, love my rights
That shit crazy, know it all
pains
Already got the best Of me
Slept on yes I been
Past by for many men
Come on
you know how us nice guys finish
Look into my eyes Tell me who real than
look into the mirror and say, "I love you"
Convince yourself that no one in the world would ever want to
Passin' by the people that have been there
venacular
Miraculous rhyme flow, back track to the Immaculate
Binaca blast nigga that's fast, son I'll box ya
Ladies rub the ta-ta's, bras, titties
of mind
My rap trip, rip, flip, clip, say the rhyme
Shit, I spectacular run hit spit bitches vernacular
Miraculous rhyme flow, back track
Kept me on Track
When I lost my way you help me get back
Help me get back
That's why I Love You
I hope you don't mind me showing you
(showing you showing
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit
And his wizard's hat
He spoke of his movie and how he was makin' a new sound track
And then we
of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall ticking away
'Seize the Day'
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear
on the wall ticking away
'Seize the Day'
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life while you're
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