Lyrics:
The Worl, uh
My swag got me big lit (yeah), big Worl, on my big shit (yeah, 808 Mafia)
I get a brick on my face
I get a brick on my face
Come
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll
renounce
cll depression
Guilt and shame
I don't like you
Holy Spirit
I invite you
Come inside me
Send your fire
Burning away
wit' me
And I promise not to treat you like icky Vicky you get me
And you're by my side
I'm that guy
I could tell you what I'm feelin
I could keep It
oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from
(Pain)
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Third things third
Send
the feelings fly, oh let them rain
My luck, my love, my drive, it came from
(Pain) you made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Third things third
Send
you standing by my side.
Looking at the man in the mirror. The man in the mirror isn’t looking at me.
I don’t wanna run. I don’t wanna hide. I just
Shawty by crossin' the line
Went from my bag to my chest
Once I got to confess
I'm comin' back on my best
You hoes less, yeah
I'm taking shots on my body
I love you
Girl, I really don't mean it
Yeah, I really don't mean it
Yeah
You really touched me to my heart
Permanent scar that day I found
do
You don't know me, but consult me to control me
I like the way you showed me the result be when I'm lonely
Take 285 to be by your side, I run around
on tonight
Just expect a little rain
Yeah ima make it flood
Then I'll send the sun your way
It's you
You're like a dream
Don't wake me up
Just let me sleep
comes to mind when i'm on my flows
You might hate me
Just because my mind is twisted
But i'm r.a.p
Roll a bat as i get lifted
Rappers can't see
Why i'm so
by myself
Because you feel the need to try and find yourself
But darlin', take me with you wherever you go
Let's go together, together
Darlin',
apart
With distance by the sea
I'll send all my love in a bottle
When it floats to you,
You'd open and see.
You knock me out
With the way you move your
mother fucking Heat come
And he say He a killa Okay show me Lemme see something
I'm the type To slide and Then send bae To get her feet done
And brodie got
muthafuckas wanna be like me
I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C
You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth
Before I get a bag of that
Fire and wait
you
You not on the field, you be in the house by curfew
Niggas don't fuck with me, thought it would be worse news
Have the money right or my associates
weapons against me a long way from when I was working at Blimpies'
Aim at the head like the last name is Kennedy knew you was fake n could tell by
Bump up the beat sound waves invisible
But it's moving my heart, a miracle
When I think about you
I sing a song or send up a prayer
When I think about
you have to lose?
Reportin' live from the other side of America
Mama let me sip the forty, I was just a shorty (damn)
Then I started spittin'
cant spend
I cant loose boy ima win
Its a party let em in
She gon strip for me full send
Prada sneaks don't rock no vans
Im too real I cant pretend
a nigga to space
Free big glo he caught a case, I hate law tryna take his life away
I put them racks in a goddamn vault
She fuck me, not you, your fault
Our father who art in heaven amen
I done seen so many niggas caved in
Can you send someone to help em' what am I'm saying
Okay I'm sorry, am I trip'n
Discuss these you send me by the manhattans Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In