Lyrics:
must've grown some
They say I changed wow I must be on one
Niggas say that I'm switching up I don't see it
Fake fucked with me back then when you knew
a hold on me right now child
(Yeah, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I got a feeling, I feel so strange
Everything about me seems to have changed
blunt wraps and has a murky
Claustrophobic atmosphere
Like what I imagine it must
Feel like to be aboard a submarine, albeit
One with a bar stocked with
YOU AND I
WRITTEN BY: LARRY KING, OPAL STAPLES, MIKE HARVEY
KEYS JOHN BLASUCCI
GUITARS CHRIS SIEBOLD
GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS KHARI PARKER
"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
for you.
It sounds so strange but it sure feels good.
I said oh (oh) oh (oh) oh (oh)
Something's got a hold on me
And it must be love.
Yeah, it
Murderer
Blood is on your shoulders
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder
Your insides must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life
Murderer
Blood is on your shoulders
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder
Your insides must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life
I said shit real
I know how baggin' a whole brick feel
But Cass'
Do you know how battlin' a whole Crip feel?
Who grip steel? Revolver with the spin
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
this 8 Mile Road
You gotta live it to feel it
You didn't, you wouldn't get it
Or see what the big deal is, why it was and it still is
To be walking
a hold on me right now child
(Yeah, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I got a feeling, I feel so strange
Everything about me seems to have changed
I should know that, that in time
Things must change
So it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad?
By now I should know
on the floor
Had to get Latto and put it, you know
The show must go on, that's by any means
The bitch tryna argue, she text me, it's green
Its some gunnas that
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
Yeah, you got me
I'm up now, it's your loss
Must suck to be you
History is like a quarter-note delay
It keeps repeating itself
And what else
baby, oh, it must be love (you know it must be love)
Let me tell you know
My heart feels heavy, my feet feel light
I shake all over, but I feel
embarrassed by his idle hands
I see it in his face now and then
Why must I
Why must I feel like this
Why must I
Why must I feel like this
I can hear
bitch you lost it
Take that shit and chalk it
Bitches got me hotter than the summer time in August
Feel like Tristan Thompson I might take flight off
Murderer
Blood is on your shoulders
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder
Your insides must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life
shit are you playing or ready
I gotta get it I feel like the rock and roll cause I be rolling so heavy
Heavy metal on that bitch I'm finna rock out like
boys, I'm tellin you right now
It's more than just music, that's really the lifestyle
Big ol' trucks, replace the hubcaps
Mickey Thompson tires
I ain't hiding
"Momma, this some rap money." You know she ain't buying it
A pink ten and her friend let me get behind it
You must forgot bro smoke yo
DIDN’T I GIVE YOU ALL - D’CHANTA
(O’niel M. Grant & Junior P. Thompson)
Intro
(Harmony: Chanta)
Heyyyyyyyy
(Harmony: I gave you all you threw it
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