Lyrics:
streets For real nigga fuck a rap deal
I be sayin fuck the opps cause thats how the fuck I feel
If we get booked together nigga you better keep it real
wrote
Must be trill
Must be dope
Must be the realest shit
You ever fucking wrote
Must be ill
Must be tight like a rope
Like it grips on yo throat
But
son where'd you find this?
I got it from the trap house
2 SUV's just to back out
Kraven taking week long trips
Bring the map out
Wanna get to know me
You make me feel so nice (so nice)
Only with you by my side (side, side, side)
Yeah, lookin' back in the past, that shit was bad, I mean past
These crazy nights
Whether you wrong or you right
I'm a still love you
Still feel you
Still there for you
No matter what
You will always be in my
who's smile is bright enough to make the projects
feel like a mansion
Must be nice
Having someone who loves you despite your faults
Must be nice
Having
you're on. And you must be as cruel as you can be. There will be sell outs, back stabbings and Kanye West, so you might as well do it to them before they
(what must I do?)
To show how much
I think about freek'n you (feel it)
What must I say
What must I do (yeah, yeah)
To show how much
I think about freek'n
What's this magic that I feel inside?
So exciting when I'm close to you
When I'm touching you I can feel it come alive
Hypnotized by what's inside
anyone down
It must be great to be all the things you're not
It must be great to be all the things that I'm not
I see you in the hospital; your humor
The drugs they donated it's got me so faded
My body feel weighted my head it inflated
It's like me and Hunter S. Thompson related
My statements dictated, my
the money!)
If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In the club
You can call me what you want girl
I'm your rock, I'm your rock
You can take from what I got though
I need to, I need to
I can see it's been a while
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
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
machine
Life of a giant, but who needs size when you wack and your team's soft
Drag your girl down this hill 'til she admits that it feels like she's
What's this magic that I feel inside?
So exciting when I'm close to you
When I'm touching you I can feel it come alive
Hypnotized by what's inside
(you're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Oh, it's the lights (you're blinded by the)
Satisfaction (you need that)
bounce, roll to the skate ya rock
Hip to the hop and ya don't dare stop
Come alive party people, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
take it with ya"
I look up, it's just me standin' in the mirror
These fuckin' walls must be talkin', 'cause man I can hear 'em
They're sayin', "You
a pussy out of bounds we Gon' leave his body severed
It's za morant in yo wood that Bitch gon' get your ass arrested
Damn Motion Man why you Trippin' off
And they just wanna hate (why?)
Feel like I'm made for this shit
So you can call it fate (this was fate)
I remember long nights
With just me and a beat (me
I can't help it if a girl like you
Got me thinking you're way out of my league
Must have a four-leaf clover in my pocket or something
Cause you
You wanted me in the crib I wanted to run the streets
I was thinking with my dick thinking these hoes for me
You show me something different you feel
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