Her Song

Yeah I got you You know I always got you She asked me make a song for her She asked me make a song So I made a song for her Yeah she asked me make a song for her She asked me make a song This got her dancing up on all fours Got rappers on and off tour Done seen it all nice clothes Some played ball Some a dictator like Adolf She watched me get my weight off Her man probably In the playoffs In my mind she fades off Just gave it time Hard work it pays off Remember getting laid off Now I'm in a battle with the devil This a face off Money ain't gon change me Same story Different mcee Skin white like shady Puerto Rican blood like Pun him Em Cole pac big All made into one Just another hip hop Son Raised up like the sun World weighing some tons Use to have low funds Had to live off the earth Breaking down the herb Roll it up let me grab my lighter first I sit and I write a verse How you got him suicidal Way to beautiful girl singing Sean Kingston Can't live with the thought of you leaving How you gon leave me to battle with these demons All alone I'll write a song Still we'll never be even Least now I got something to believe In Least now I got something to believe in Thank Christ Thank God for my life Thank God for what I had all the good and the bad Aye She asked me make a song for her She asked me make a song So I made a song for her Yeah she asked me make a song for her She asked me make a song