Lyrics:
love me
Baby, why'd you let me go
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
If you love me, baby...
Girl you know I..I..I
Will be right by your side
Got me praying to my
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
like me
With a shut my mouth made it easy, I'm
A product of North Carolina, nigga
Out of Charlotte by the way of Cleveland
Born in '91 up in Ohio
I
Man, like-
Why is Lipton iced tea too good man
Ah
It looks like you lost another one
Okay, quick sit I'm going to run this shit
Making another album
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
(I'ma be good without you)
If you felt the way I feel
I bet you'd be in as good a mood as I am
But you don't, 'cause you just feel like you
I've had
six-four, I'm Diddy no tint
I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted
with songs and laughter
We gather by the fire making s'mores
It's caring and sharing
All of the good things
Not taking anything for granted
That we have
Take my heart, you can have it all, bae
Hopeless love, can't nobody solve me
Oh my god, guess I had a heartbreak
Young and dumb, guess I learn
Je suis dans l’avion avec Charlotte Cardin
Si on s’écrase ouais ça parlera juste d’elle
Et vu que c’est ça le succès
J’ai fait Paris-Bruxelles dans
I'd Follow You Into Fire
Verse 1
Our eyes meet
As you walk by across the street
The perfect illusion
We'd make the perfect twosome
I've gotten
Diggi-diggi-diggi-dick
It feels good to grab the mic and just allow yourself to chat
The master of the microphone is here and he's black
Recitin poetry,
the girls on Charlotte Street
They'd come from miles around
They'd walk up and down in their painted on Jeans
A slip of the tongue
We had to run
Billy lost
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
have a very special guest with me
The song you were just listening to
Were from his latest album, For Those Who Waited
A good friend of mine, a talented
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
believe
Spinning round like I'm a chopper Feel my circle smaller
I manifest like a demon in front of a producer
I'm not really that good but to find
Well, that was the album
I hope it wasn't too disappointing
Mm, Before I go
I got one more thing
God rays in my whip look real good on yo' bitch
God
fucked by Muggs
I'd like to give a shout to Cypress
This can't be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin' to
Give you a shout, now get the fuck out my
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
anything
I believe in you
You're not a deciever
And if you told me the ocean went dry
I'd believe it was true
So call me a hopeless romantic
'Cause I can
Used to think I'd never make it
I was always so quiet making music in that basement
But I just dropped an album and I'm feelin kinda good
Yeah,
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