Lyrics:
and doing what's best for me
Now they don't check for me
They used to talk shit about me
While sitting right next to me
And I knew that it was God who was
as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't - that about a bitch
And I'ma talk shit until I'm
what's not with me
So I stay drowning endlessly in this ocean I never breathe
Talk to God but he don't love me like I love you
Cause if he did then why
middle fingers our team flag
Took my homie down the state
Just bring my g back
Got me smoking up this zaza
By the bean bag
I told her I love her
I just
thinking, typing, never sending, hoping it's
not our final destination
As the days go by, I can feel those ties of your energy and mine separating to a line
that you just don't understand
The meanest mug in the club, don't make yo' ass the man
Now if you want to be a fan then that's fine
But all I
need to disapprove anymore
This life is yours, go grab it by the horns
Forget about the storms they wore on your floors
Don't need to hold on anymore
about our Love
cnd how much I miss your touch
I miss being around you
cye
You know you how's cint Shit aye
These Hoes aint Loyal
Screaming cll that Love
Yeah yeah
Mentally we breaking
The chains to our brains
They say insane
When you walking your talk
But keep up
We ain’t stoppin nigga
More life
Long
Good evening
How's everybody feeling out there
Y'all good? Teh
I talk my shit again?
I really don't know where we should go from here
It feels like
night lost
Script the mood or play by ear as long as I'm with you
Salt spike the sweet we have nothing to be ashamed about together
Post shower love sex
Hi, it's been awhile, but i've been working hard and I present to you, Jewpak is God
Hi, its me um I just wanted to talk to you about something, um,
up in Geneva
Oh man, I did it again, didn't I?
Destroyed his Bando with a solar flare
I'm in the club listening to the brown note
My dogs will do
slept
That's why I barely get blessed
That's why I rarely go out, unless it's love at the club
Time is bread, that's what I'm about
And all my
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
one more chance to see what this love about. I promise we'll work it out, I'll lift you up when you're down. May I come pick you up? We can roll
them chords
On the Rhodes i met you in
Rouge i had you on hold
And now I can’t afford to play
So you ready to J?
I know our love will pass the threshold
West, went from losing to being found.
With our homies by our side, we gonna take over the crown
Probably never make it, Probably never make it,
Got
What you know about murder
What you know about murder
Murder she wrote she tote the pole
Yeah
Murder she wrote she tote the pole
Yeah
Yeah
Murder she
I was floating in the club
Weighed down by a backpack filled with love
Only love that surrounds me
This is the paradise I've been dreaming of
I can
made us
All your talk shit is painless
Now hold your applause cause we back motherfucker and we the oasis
Talking about oasis
You know where the wave is
about a bitch
And I'ma talk shit until I'm out of hits
They don't want to turn they speakers up they claim I ain't deep enough
All that talkin' I feed off
Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen
For sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T.V.
The American media, greedier than the average
loves her no matter what people think
He don't care about Kyle, lets just go and get our kid
That very same night they grabbed Kyla from her friends
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