Lyrics:
at the function
It's like they didn't know at live shows you can't punch in
Get your face punched in over the words you mutter
Acting like we won't do s*** cause
on the lake. We give our hearts to those who break it, I guess we're loving by mistake. And I know that's it hurting you because it's hurting me knowing that we
they're all in piles
Nobody else can do my thing, bitch I do it like me
I'm taking over future Springs; the future might bring
Brighter things; a borderline
tongue and it's over - you hung upside-down by your feet
Fin to send ya swangin', and knew somebody shoulda showed or told
Just a little somethin' shit'll
funny
Is it any reason why y'all starvin'
I smell bull and by smelling force
Do I really need to beg your pardon?
My jersey say James I don't play
that smile
I would know, love
I've fallen for it every single day
I don't need to be lifted up by any saving grace
Your love is more than enough to raise
almost feel the sand
Sun on my back Captain and Coke in my hand
Where it's whitecaps and nightcaps livin' my life by the sea
I bet life by the ocean is all
influence by some one i know
You aint really yoself, you feelin yoself.
I know. im Flexin like macho
N beef over the cheese like nacho
Ballin out like rondo
what I do with my life yeah
I went over seas to thrive
Turns out there more than white-only pies aye that's right
Who would've thunk it
A brother getting
To destroy that thing
I said sí!
She gon' walk it over, do it slowly
All your problems you don't gotta worry
Kill 'em all kill 'em all don't breathe
But they
to hit 'em with the gat
But he got me with the hands like (Clap clap clap clap)
This for infinity
It's a forever ting, this over everything
You've got no
complaints
What else could I do
When all at once it's all out of hand
I'd love to panic without a clue
About what you want what you're thinking where do I
they made me
Probably listened to O'Jays
That's why I love music
Keep it runnin' like OJ
In the fashion of most
(Mos) , wearin' out all the old plays
wanna throw some money at it
And every time I grab it I say that's my shit
Then you put it on me Lil Mo and Ja shit
So down to earth still on some fly
fuckin' pussy since the tender age of nine.
It's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive
And crackers tend to smirk, offended by the weed
shit easy compared to us surviving wild conditions uh
Hall of fame placements magazine spreads I made it
Google my name you can't erase it
Potential over
hands she smiles but that smile turns into laughter and despair
And I notice it
The blood on her hands
All the dead children on the floor
She had gone
you're getting beat up.
My Shawty Bout It Bout It Like That nigga Master P was.
Crushed a couple xan's in my hand and she lick it up.
Y'all finna Netflix
me, my sweet
It's the loveliest night of the year
Waltzing along in the blue
Like a breeze drifting over the sand
Thrilled by the wonder of you
Looking through my phone
Passed by your number
Yeah do you remember, yeah do you remember
Last December I lent you my sweater
Yeah do you have it
myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired
But I
you up on a beat
Then it's over
Give your girl the cold shoulder
Need someone slightly older
Got stacks and is brightly bolder
Rightly though so
Can't define my mind
Can't defy my sight
Can't decide because it's almost over
Can't define my mind
Can't defy my sight
Can't decide because it's
here
Mais les sables d'hier
Depuis longtemps sont écoulés
Seize
My
Hand
Now
I
Shan't
Beg
For help
It's over
It has to end
Time passed by
I don't regret
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