Search results for 'good to you by soul for real' Page #1,957

having a good time waiting for that sunrise
Up till sunrise
Drinking all night
Get up rise and shine
When you see that sunrise

in love (I'm in love)
I'm in love with my money (for real)
I'm in love (I'm in love), I'm in love (I'm in love)
I'm in love with my money

How you

money)
I'll be good for a while 
I said I'm solid Gold 
(I don't need no money)
Got this music in my soul 

Roots of creation
Manifestation 
My relaxation

see her
She want a Family Guy like Peter
Chanel down everytime you see her
Can I find someone that truly understands?
For-real?
I like her classy in

on the ride
I'm a big girl and my money grown
I need more than a good time
Done playing games for the fun of it
Baby, I need me a prize (Need me a prize, need

I'll be all alone
By myself in this stall of this bathroom
But it's cool
I can fall by myself 'cause I lost you
But I hope that you're good

protection from fake people 
Fake love you can keep 
Only the real is needed 
N if it ain't authentic 
Shit 
It ain't really for me then 

Cus every night I

thought you was a friend you not a real homie
Everything I done for you was outta love, and everything you done for me was for the drugs
Dont tell me that

rotten 
Internally
Shit took my soul like a burglary 
Knowing the ones that i would die for won’t bust a gun for me
 Bitch run from me
How you talking

There's Devils and there's Demons, had a baby by both
Be a good man? (Naaa) that's when they bugg out the most
Making moves to try to provide, they shittin

you needing the re-up
I bring the chills to the table
Ice cream man on board


I was a young dude
Back then rapping for the foolery
Now people carry me

do deserve this
That's what I get for loving without a purpose
I overlooked what I was soul searching
And Got blinded by red bottoms and Birkins
Yeah,

It was home by home zone for zone
Bloom County's homeless riot
For home ownership i hope you put gas in the
Motor-home and know the roads
I studied

Yo, shorty, man yo, I been seeing you, man
For real, man come on, man
Yo, man tell your girl let me sleep with her
Man i give you a thousand grams

Fuck the Media

The Terrorists

Terror Strikes: Always Bizness, Never Personal

Cause I play Quincy and inject you with some syanide 

Catch somebody else, one by one, that oughta get'em 

If not I'm forced to use another form

eyes front
Show passion but be blunt
Real talent don’t need stunts
Watch how you see me stunt
Play games I ain’t got time
Till I’m six feet and my soul

myself,
s/o the real ones who knew id prevail,
Yellin Out TST Every Show cause I call y'all my family Just So You Know, aye This is My Soul, without it I'm

If you want loving
I go pull up for you
Gucci i go de buy am for you
Fendi go de full your body
But me i know say
This one na real voodoo
This one na

couldn't dream how hard I got it.
Stay out of my shoes,
if you know what's good for you. 

The heat is stifling,
burning me up from the inside.
The sweat is

yeah)
It’s a good day it’s a good day
I don’t really care what did you say (yeah yeah)

ทิ้งตัวลง and chilling by the pool
It’s a good day it’s a good day

on the roof watching our lives go by
But it's not worth pining for
A lying piece of shit and his crocodile tears
Never good enough I'm sorry that I've lost my

On the cusp like I'm off the cuff
Salt in the cut, nostalgic angel dust
Perfect never good enough
Perfect, never good enough
Twenty-three for me is

Look
I was raised in a jungle
Bit by snakes but I still stay humble
Had my call now it's time to rumble
You're getting it worse if your raps are

Young nigga move wit the stealth
Fuck the fake shit rather be by myself
Fuck being rich a young nigga need wealth
Feel like the designer is good for