Lyrics:
can’t stop, won’t stop not a one size fit
Whatever you want in the world
Start by being it
I’ll never star it, spangle it, banner it
Some voted it it is
go 'head, Drama, do it
(This a Big E beat)
See, I don't wanna be the mixtape king no more
More like the mixtape president
Barack O'Drama
It was
this girl be playing head games
I was off to a good start like a young King James
It started out when I unintentionally bumped into your friend
But she
Stuck in my own way, still seeking what never will
It ain't no remedy nigga shit I'm forever ill
I take this gift, and apply it to something that
(Girl don't stop it)
You gone give it up
Is you bout it
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Is you bout it)
And you got it (Oh you got it)
Let me pour this love
On ya body
jeans?
Well, this ain't healthy, it is some kinda clean
That means
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
I
jeans?
Well, this ain't healthy, it is some kinda clean
That means
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
I
this, man?
It's crazy...
The most valuable gift in life is salvation
And it's given for free
To you and me, everybody
Ever
That's wild
I was 9 in 2007
I
but it's evident
That Ya love is so deep it cleaned up my stains
Bigger than the night sky it cant be contained
You reign, I can't wait to see You face
I came up wit
Never changed on me they my day one click
Ride with a nigga when I ain't have shit
Now we ball daily on our King James shit
(It's King
cause ain't no future in this present tense
It's like an event
New recruits and usually everybody is tense tell you the truth of it
Rival gangs know
to love you whatever
Cos together we can make it last forever
You and me we can
Hand in hand we can uuh uh uh
Side by side we can we can
Make it last
It's like a wound that never heals
A void that never fills and I'm thinking is it by design or by request
I really oughta take some time to rest this
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
talks or not
I just can't leave him like this
Listenm leave me here, I can handle it
Oh, Johnny, no
The cops are outside, Luke is in the car
ain't no front
Let's have a night out on the town, it's you I crown
I'll be the king, you'll be my queen, don't you like the sound
Mrs. Wright, it's gon'
got me goin
Yung's steady flowin
And Im steady what blowin
Gots to pass it that Po-yo
Cause that boy gone wreck shop watch me do it
This ain't '94 hoe
make me like He can now
I realize it was leading up to you together the world
Ain't ready for what we do walking by you got my heart in light speed
I'm
at everything your daddy accomplished when you want faith
And remember, the real see through the fake
You gotta grind through this shit, you do whatever it
to tell you
That we is the problem so we gotta solve it
Plus I aint trynna see tears from my mama
Another black man down by the hands of the law
Even worse
like.. fuck it it's whatever Uh
This is love to the town that I come from
This is a plug to all the true ones my love song
This ain't for the club, more
as they let me rub it
And in a week's span, my homey Freak-Man
Sinks into so much pussy we should call him Quik-sand
(Last hoe was done by the true
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
see real love at last it's past
That ain't gonna happen to me
I can hear my conscience rapping to me
It's like ?Hey, you've only got one real friend
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