Lyrics:
on a date race and sedate
I know you lie you just don't lie to my face
I can't be great ‘til… i can escape
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
Had an M5
When
sure that in this world we're all alone, It's not unknown (yeah)
I just feel like I can't do this anymore (gasped)
Well, to be honest, I guess I think
Baby you don't have to treat me all anti
Why you wanna put me on standby?
I can't lie, girl you're hotter than a campfire
We can stay up all night
Baby you don't have to treat me all anti
Why you wanna put me on standby?
I can't lie, girl you're hotter than a campfire
We can stay up all night
imma curve you
No I don't mean to hurt you
The virtue is something that we could all work thru
Don't judge by the cover but watch how the judge you
They
nothing else
I don't need no friends, shit I only need my bands
My niggas we makin' a bag on them we be flexin'
They stay being mad at us
Fuck around, we
Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
Y'all praise the thug ways
So forever it's on, baby
My Young
the head better be right
If I gots to play I'ma play 'til I win
Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin
Wanna fuck shorty can't stand shorty friend
Good weed, pretty girls in my whips
We be really in the mix
Cardboard boxes, say a prayer before we ship
We be really in the mix
Big ass stones
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
rock and roll
Miss my friends we getting old
Bless my life can't change my soul
Why you always talking about being rich
Bitch cuz I hate being broke
Have
music, hmm, I'm a be a star
One day, when I hits charts, we can be together
Until then we're friends, relax chill, talk about strippers paying my bills
your friend
I'm not impressed by you at all, so you won't see me again
Her and I rock a wedding, so we can not speak again
Graduated out the streets,
[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
[8B] Ain't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I
relieved
I completed my mission, wasn't ready to leave
But fulfilled my days, my Creator was pleased
I can't stress how I love y'all
I don't need to be
fresher than a peppermint (uh)
'Til today I dey the same because I can't change
I be naughty by nature, I be gang gang
Now your girl she say she like,
on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by a Donny Brascoe
Why
the night
I just want to be alive
Been wondering if I can’t let go of the money
Then I can’t let go of my friends
I just bought all my tickets for Someday
Girls on the walls, some on the floor
With the DJ named Jay with the cuts galore
So listen to this because it can't be missed
And you can't leave 'til
Girls on the walls, some on the floor
With the DJ named Jay with the cuts galore
So listen to this because it can't be missed
And you can't leave 'til
ambition
Past the streets we see past the image
Cause you're the last friend by the
Grave of the prison hall
And you're the first friend to tell
'em to be
friend or foe
Why they do me cold
Got a tag upon the toe
How long the dam feds roll
Meng we'll probably never know
Shit could've been a hater
Cause his old
your friend
Be your friend
Faded in the background
Memories of past love
Shells by the seashore
Baby this smack down raw
I'm falling
I'm crying
I can't
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