Lyrics:
to the moon and the stranger
And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn
in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion
Say one more
to the moon and the stranger
And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn
in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion
Say one more
Now the bouncers they all show me love
I still don't know what it means
I'm just tryna follow my dreams (Wow)
I'm doing my thing, I'm doing my thing
was talking hot until them niggas ran out
I let off the mother fucker tool until it ran out
Lucky there wasn’t man down, God’s on your side get bands
a train, ain't nobody never robbed no motherfuckin' train
Just listen, man, is your mother givin' you money, nigga?
My moms don't give me shit nigga,
And I ain't trying to stay the same
I want a range and a chain
I want my girl proud of her man who be doing his thing
And if I can't make it bang I got no
If you love me if you love me
If you love me (O oh)
That's an easy thing to do when it's lovely
(O oh)
But tell me what's the move when it's ugly
to the real, I can be your hero
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gon' feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby,
truly
Who's up next to test words I manifest
The microphone pleaser
Haters, shove it up your keister
Here comes the new me
Life after death, like it's
should've known what you was on and I regret it
You was a bad bitch, but I ain't talkin' bout your looks
You stole my heart and wasted time and then you ran
if she got a man
Tight jeans on and she told me she could feel it
Already knew my name and she heard that I'm the realest
Look me in my eyes, it ain't
caught a blow and brushed it off just like I do every time
Steady cruising, I'm just trying to get by
I'm still chasing all the things I know that money
it now, this ain't the time to be a classifier
He gotta rush up to work else he gonna get fired
Rushin' through the corridor asking if the boss is in
of a great day today one of them ones
Pull up to your house cause it's Thanksgiving (Pull up on ya, pull up on ya)
Only want it baby, if the thang drippin'
back home
And we can do it again
I don't wanna ruin all that we been building as friends
But if you feelin what I'm feelin'
We could make it a thing
amplified if your skin ain’t white
Never understood it man your sh!t ain’t right
How you judge a person by the color of their skin
And never even take
aint tripping tho
They going to let you sleep til you R.I.P
This is 2020 (Its 2022 Now!) hey
But niggas cant see 2020 vividly
Cant recognize the enemy
your house
The emotions
Have really stacked up
Made it out the Pitt
Of the oceans and I ain't brag once
Message to your sister
I told the truth of who
uncontrollably
You tell me to stop
Hit the brakes and I hold you
You my lil pretzel
I bend you I fold you
Ill by you Louie, it match your persona
You riding with
the risk that I'm takin'
I'm convinced so, ain't fakin'
It's the life I choose
Win or lose, that's the way you play life's game
If you play it wrong
age
Back in school before a dude had ever got paid
I was never worried bout if I did it right
See I was only trynna live my mother fucking life
And in
Now you know this ain't the kind of life for you
It's not the way you thought that it would be
If I could change my way to you
If I could change,
can’t decide if it’s the money,
That got the people going outta control
I can't decide if it’s the money,
That put a low price-tag on ya' soul
I can't
lyrics carry the proof, I don't give a fuck if your
sensitive amma stick to this narrative, am impenitent cause it's imperative to satisfy this urge
Momma
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