Lyrics:
Never gon' stop 'til I proved to
The world I'ma make my mark
Gotta praise my God
You could say I'm scarred
Matter fact, you could say I'm flawed
Damn
bein' deep and dumpin' K's
You beef like Lady Gaga and her stylist
Y'all get together to look good in front of a bunch of gays
My feng shui is a pump
bein' deep and dumpin' K's
You beef like Lady Gaga and her stylist
Y'all get together to look good in front of a bunch of gays
My feng shui is a pump
queen
I purchased and talk shit and look good in my mink
Got free tricks and you fee say ur coon I would tease it
Put my tongue in her ears you think we
on the low
Cause I dreamed you'd come back
Meet me by the door
Take me to Vegas
Take me to Vegas
My money ain't no good for ya
Don't look for it
Don't wanna be
nigga was broke, you look brand new with some bands
It's 2022 now, and judgin' by on the deal I struck in 2021, I probably won't need a new advance
They
Yo! (Yo! Yeah) Haha!
I go by the name of Cassidy!
(It's another Mario Winans exclusive)
ATL! (c'mon)
Damn boo, you don't understand boo
I'm just
Ya'll don't know the definition of a real good opportunity
The world tried to ruin me
And I just reunite the people, show you what a school should be
the rockets way they jump for green
But my shit come to me
Don't believe it man
I'm here all week so you can come and see
Had the shop for half a decade
Now
good, but not too good
I give them too much then they don't need me
I give them just enough
(Hit-Boy) yeah, I just ran a check up on myself
Some
hits then I promise I'm leaving you jaw, dropped
Don't got no lean in my sprite
I'm a lover I don't fight
I just look up to the light
He said we gon' be
places
All 10 she said no, but I don't get mad
I don't get mad
If you wanna good girl
Take the good with the bad
Then like twenty minutes later
I know
splurge
We bout to blow up, my man on the verge
My niggas take you out just like the purge (Burr)
Bookwriter know that I'm good with my word (Word)
Now get
While your gaze on
I can praise you
Yes, but no
Mm, no dilly-dally
No bally
Beam fire
Don’t scary
Mm, no dilly-dally
I do what I love and love what I do
know
Totally unaware
Totally ignorant of the fact that the future is now
You see if you don't know
I go by the name Fishaman Matt
And right now i'm tired
high
Full moonlight but she crack the door
I don't know much what the blinds are for
Not another house 'round here for miles
Cigarette to the lip
Look
prescription
By the age 11 I tried suicide thank God I'm living
I need me some healing not the type you get from sensual feelings
Need real Godly dealings don
brick (fool)
You get good pussy once and then start cuffin' it (fool)
I still been in my bag, I'm just on other shit (on other shit)
New gold BBS, look
I can't lie, I was crazy, told me
Yeah, you don't know you gon' sow what you reap
You better be careful when you speak, the devil be lookin' for beef
By the look of your face well you been here before I guess
You're hanging around, like some kinda parasite on past
And I just wanna tell you to come
can't tell what it is
But I take a look
And now I'm sorry I did
5:30 on a Friday night
Thirty three good people cut down
I don't believe anymore
I
the potion
Came in it alone
I live it up to the lonesome
I'm talking chapters and all
Bending the M like a sculpture
You lose your composure
Don't judge by
look in your eyes, something you wanna write
This is the life that you want, I know it's alright
Yeah I know that you called me
And I said I don't care
You need to stop stop
Asking me to cook and giving me the look
That you were turned on by me
Stop, stop coming home to me stop hanging
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