Lyrics:
you out on a date, and we can play like the old ones don't want us to
When it gets late we can talk and I will tell you something that you never knew
(And all we really want)
(And all we really need, Is all right here)
(It's all I'll ever need)
With a switchblade knife
Backs against the wall
a
Gun pulled on me by my
Limo driver, by police
By everybody and once my life
Is gone it’s gone can’t nobody give it
Back to me not the judge
Not
them rats know, "Mama, I want to sin'
But mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin' on up in the world like elevators
Me
them rats know, "Mama, I want to sin'
But mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin' on up in the world like elevators
Me
them rats know, "mama I want to sin'
But mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin' on up in the world like elevators
Me
pull out the fashion
She don't want my cash ah
Ima beat up her last one
When we up on the dash ah
Bitch I'm so fast
Better than your last one
And my
Talk to me man
This ya boy Young Hova, yo turn the motherfucking noise up
We'll get right into the proceedings this evening
Headphones are
that, woah
just hit me with a quick text back, woah
i know we linking on the, low
i know we taking things, slow
just think about the times when i held you
that we could go back
To makin' love by the railroad tracks
Just tell me again that you want me
Cuz I can't take this silence anymore
I saw it comin'
pressuring me
It ain't broke don't fix it
She want me to beg for the digits
I told the luh hoe that she trippin, nigga
Yea we keep the bitches out
Yea we keep
you want, I took heed yea
My little breed, yea
Back to life, back to reality
Been eating my girl and she's so sweet, got cavities
Granted we do it for
back on what I
I cannot go back on what I
I cannot go back on what I wrote
Last year I was keeping my emotions on the low
Last year I had 27 thousand by
girl, come here, tell 'em sit
We run wit' bumbaclot's for real, I'm gon' make 'em bleed
I got by "Ten", I be takin' the hits
Bro out of town, still
So many things I want to tell you
So many things I want to share
I can't wait till the day you come back
So we can then exchange words
If I were
I don't know what you're thinking
I don't know what you want
We're running out of time though
I don't know why you're running
I don't where you've
put it to the curb
We was, young and buckwild in the hood havin fun
A van drove by and my boy caught one
My heart poundin, I was chasin the past
I seen
Girl I don`t want you
I said girl I don`t want you
Aint you heard I don`t want you
This shits gonna haunt you
Im over you now
It was about damn time
don't wanna live my life this way no more
I just want to go back to it way before
When I was just a baby when they said I wasn't crazy
When I never felt
How you gonna act like that
How you gonna act like you don't want me back
How you gonna act like that
How you gonna act like you don't want me back
hot air, it's not fair
The reason why we lead the pack, this is a marathon
You start off fast then you weezin' in the back
So even if I slack, I got
(want) what (what)
None of you niggaz is be -Sig' word I'm done with you niggaz
[Beanie Sigel]
Once again it's on, fuck it we ain't through wit niggaz
strike touch 'em
(i said) take a step back
reflect upon yourself
cuz the people that you think you love
want you down in hell
and if dey want war,
then, you'd already gone
What's the fighting for?
Why are we hiding anymore?
Cause I don't want to come back tomorrow
I don't want to come back today
No,
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