Lyrics:
to non-consensual, I'm going to take whatever you say verbal, literal”
Let's just say, she woke up feeling sensational
Fast forward to the next weekend when we made
And the weekend's looking up
I'm driving home in the fast lane
To leave my worries far away
There's nothing like the feeling of
Four o'clock on a Friday
It's been
the weekend
Aye, yeah
Got a new persona
Skrt off in the whip we doin' donuts
I don't hear that shawty she already do that for us
I was busy stackin' up this
you niggas starting over
Pull over, that ass too fast (too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash (mo' cash)
Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man (yes,
a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
and half white
C'mon this sound it had
To come from somewhere, right?
Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue
And if you stepping to me like
It is I'll
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
Daddy Blue from Stereo One
Father, remember Wolf Man was mi right hand
And fi their lives, Lord, let me know you have a new plan
Admiral Bailey, Tiger,
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
Monique
And Shaneeda, (She need a new hairdo?) We both laughed
How you long you gonna be home? I gotta take a bath
So I gave her two hours then I called
When the vibe
Feels new and awkward
The timelines moving forward
Fast like hare
But smart like tortoise
Take time in life nan taught us
When the vibe
right
There today you gotta see us
And it could have got worse but, you know
These niggas be pussies
You don't even got to take it there
It's just how I
to sew new seeds
Negative is how you live so what you gonna reap
Good things are sure to come to those who truly believe
Now I ain't tryin to preach that's
ever ask
Look at the roof, have you ever seen stars?
Crack on the line and the line go fast
Brand new car, it's a SVR
I'm off the lean, it's
But you don't know all of it
Especially since the story's not over and a
New instalment just came out heading into
This weekend, as Jay-Z uses
happen behind the door
I like it fast or slow, a freaky chick fo sho
Street life is all I know, hustlin' and stackin' dough
I feel to keep it gangsta,
right here on the streets
You can call the news people and they showing up fast
But they ain't fast as a gun blast
That shoots they ass
It's B-Cide
to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer-writer
You're just bluffin'
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothin'
I sing fast, I know that
Just do what's right for you by whatever and any means
And even if it means to run up with the rifle dude
And kill all of your enemies
But I know that
on the recent
I came back like I never left
Knocking at your front door on your doorstep
Step up new step in the right direct
You got the right brain no
[Kurupt]
Burn so crooked (crooked)
The Poet likes to spit (spit)
Kareem, that's my dogg
Life, behind the walls
Nigga life, behind the walls
Yeah,
when days go by, then you say hi
Both taking approaches so what we got? Oh, ay, that's the bell, I gotta go, we can talk later, waking
Up at seven, go
the weekend
No need to apologize
Pack it up 'til Sunday
And pick it right back up on Monday
Yeah, we could get away for the weekend
Ooh
Don't you like
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