Lyrics:
all his lights and they drove right by him, woo
Chapter two
Traphouse just got cable
Stuntin' on the neighbors
The cable man was the feds though
always here
And to be clear I'm as close as a breath of air
I got your back have no fear through the good and bad times
I'll keep you right by my side
saying, she doesn't like staying
She needs a good smoulder, he won't touch her shoulder
And she's hanging on by a thread
She needs a new plan
And a new man
saying, she doesn't like staying
She needs a good smoulder, he won't touch her shoulder
And she's hanging on by a thread
She needs a new plan
And a new man
time in my search for meaning
Good things all happen for a reason
Let's live life see where it leads us
We improve and pray we never see a zenith
I
chest
It's all the things you do
That makes me feel closer to you
You always blow my mind
Time after Time after Time
You make me feel so good
In ways
take what's mine
I don't got no time, so don't waste mine, finna die by mine
Log on the site and I go boom
My mandem ah got no heart
If I found your
see ya later
Aye aye
I was tryna show u off
Have good time
Rollin big gas
Drinking up red wine
Man it’s good to be alive
What a time be
My
priority, my top priority
And I can't let them down, no matter how many times I fail
And I know my good work
And my good work is not in vain
Not in vain, no
a key to the game or I’ll bust it wide open
A shell of man I was Broken
Some how I make through motions by always stay hoping
Down bad now a good
mood
Oooh
She a leo like a lion
Got me fighting
All types of problems
She show me how to have
A good time man
Usually usually
Be inside
By myself
Damn
They say, "Don’t throw stones if you live
In a glass home"
But America is Ritten's house, time
We say, "Good riddance, house"
And rebuild from
a pimp by all means
All it take to knock a chick is to put on some clean jeans
[Chorus: x2]
You knew my style dude tell it to the next man
I ain't buyin
I'm comin' for my Moon man
You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance
No glitter glean, handgun with a beam
Have some boys follow you,
I'm comin' for my Moon man
You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance
No glitter glean, handgun with a beam
Have some boys follow you,
committed
(Girl, he's committed to do you)
Now you had me pictured as the man of your dreams
But everything good ain't as good as it seems
I might love
as hypocritical And
Wallace had started out as a lawyer and a judge
With a very progressive and humanitarian track
Record for a man of his time. But he lost his
lyrics stick like resin
Even though they cheesy like the American President
Like this man's so damn orange he staining a container like spaghetti is
I'm
ain’t got no soul
They really be frosty, these niggas be cold
The hate never cease, man that shit’ll get old
It’s been a good while since I really felt
pay for the night we gonna have a good time
And imma show what a real man is by your side
Yh the weather shows it'll be a good night
We'll be home by
the shot that's 1 to his head who did it
And I'm in the hood what it look like
She gone off a perky keep shaking her ass I'm guessing she having a good time
Roadsart waddup
Let me tell y'all a story, man
Listen man, from here
I'm tired of fishscale wars stayin' in all green
New Balance sneaker,
Jordan bout to do it like Jumpman
Stop playing with the boy
Got a young man
Tired of standing by the door
Bout to run in
1 Foot out
Other one in
I'm about
(and) dope gift of gab
(What?) Stupid bilingual, wrote rhymes by the pad
So watch me drop ya, ugh, got to stay hyper
The man on the mic servin you type
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