Lyrics:
of you
What's the motives to the things you do
Things you thought you knew
Nobody knows if nobody grows
Reach to increase intermediate
To the top
on the grill
I've got a license to drive, I've got a license to kill
Cruising down main street on a Saturday night
See some small town muscle head out looking
the memories, for the good things
Don't leave
The stars in the night sky, the distance between them
By the time that you'd reach them, they would be gone
But
out the game)
Because that's when them folks sliding through
Them they main days, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays (get yo' money and get out the game)
(So' Good)
Even though sometimes we can fight all day
I still need you by my side all ways
You know, by my side as the main chick
Coz baby after
and ali and yea we still together
thru the stormiest weather
its been along forever
holding it down in the south
surrounded by the southern alps
with
up in my city just surrounded by my bitches
All about me, myself, and me no lie
Money over every fucking thing for life
Y'all bitches don't make no
the seed was planted by Ebenezer
If I die rest my body in the tombs of Giza, it's true kings
[Chorus x2]
Get pleasure from people and not things
Love
I will change the game
I'm droppin' into the main frame, to be a stain and remain
And I'm bound to be a link in the chain
I'm hotter than a smokin'
The bullets fly, one inside a chamber
Somewhere bears my name
The needle lies to keep the things I can't explain away
The senseless kill, now the main
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I
started and I'm head hunted by promoters you ain't even getting mail
Funny thing bout this whole shit
Making paradise was a living hell
I don't even have
(You're crazy) On the Jaguars
Fuck it, on the Jaguars
I'm a Pats fan, put a thousand on the Jaguars
People enslaved by their psyche
They follow the rules
and when the day is done
She's still the one I want to see
I must find that Florida Key
Collins Avenue, Fifth Street and Main
I walk up and down but
girl still wake up having bad dreams about it
Still here to talk about it, that's the main thing
A little game forward, ‘nother nigga in the game
More
pockets are heavy and that’s some legendary shit
We gotta make it by all means necessary get
Siyabulala they are in sammitary mix
Bafunani laba they are in
don't post it
You know a nigga mean it
You not side piece you not my main thing but everything between
I mean it's
Normal in this generation
Having sex
the future then it just arrives
You slept on my sofa like every night
Doing any job around to get us by
You missed every birthday, every New Year's Eve
For
swimming Switzerland
Surrounded by the fluorite
Orbs floating over evergreen
Year of the tiger
Universal chaos unleash
And the peace be packed passed
main mans a burger so
I'ma call you "French Fry"
Just made ten, still got crust in my left eye
Big Moncler
Fuck around and tuck a rocket launcher
Boy
of third and main
Well life moved slow in that sleepy town
The streets rolled up when the sun went down
My big dreams didn’t fit in a place that small
So I,
grew up kinds fast by wondering how they load it
Product of the '80s, '95 Navy
The Empire roller ring was out here tryna raise me
Straight up out
necessary word be said
Remembering the blood that we've shed
Keep it mind that there are things we must forget
Beware of tragedy left right and center
cause that's the only thing that's gon' heal it
I don't understand these opps, who go around pretendin
As if they really hop with me, so I love em from
_ "Every Little Thing")
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
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