Lyrics:
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
queen, come play with me
I'm the one to your two, the A to your B
My Ashante, you keep me always revvin'
Make me want to wear your love like heaven
to the crimson flashing bars
Drinking cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
Live in one room housing with a roof to meet the sky
Spelling
right now
I need a miracle right now
Pray God watch over my soul
If he don't then he don't
It all in gods will
I got no excuse
Ima do what I'm supposed
ill speed in my lane
Remember me then i was counting up my cents
Now i got options, but this makes sense
Cause i been put in work now i'm all in my bag
Hey, my name's Malik and Killer Mike's my dad
If you don't like what he's sayin', so what
That's life
Told you last tape I'm a killer man
I'm
Everybody's gotta get by
I got holes in my pocket
Everybody wants to stay high
So you know I got it if you want it
This one's for everyone that says I'm
way, ill pierce you with a stake
Bleach yo face, mop the floor with you
Get in my way, get grabbed by the legs
And I'll beat the door with you
Gorilla
Put in a lot of practice
For I stepped up in the booth
Now you got me making love songs
Cause I'm always in a loving mood
I ain't never had to bluff
ever believe
What you cappin' bout?
It's getting harder to breathe from always biting my tongue
But maybe it's 'cause I'm young
I'm never falling in love
Now, I'm Michelangelo and I'm paintin' the colour purple
My rain can make my mother retire, but that's a job in itself
She rather work herself to death
in the past
Then i get to asking if this is gonna last?
I figured this would happen i should`ve just passed
Now I`m in my car and I`m speeding hella
a hurry
I'm singin' my baby boy Troy he'll be two next February
I'm in the crib with my man my nigga Van Dam
An were thinkin' of an outta state plan peep it
and put one in the air for me
Tell my enemies fuck 'em, they know already but fuck 'em
Tell 'em again with a middle finger and a chuckle
You don't know nann
in love with mother fuckers
Break my heart and you gon' see that I'm a real one
I'm from Brooklyn
Straight from Marcy
I'm a shooter
You a Judas
You
Motherfuckers
Yeah
All the time, everytime
My gun erupt, my money climb
My bitch fine, I dress clean
But I'm a dirty New Yorker out that killer Queens
I eat
feeling stuck
Bria telling me I need to stop smoking weed (Why?)
But it help with my problems when I'm in need
Every time he made plans, they would fall
to do about the ocean in my eyes
Love the blue views that capture the horizon of the sunrise
Imbued with two new rapture I'mma rise in till the sun dies
Sangre Azul
Body in the jungle
I was living with the wolves
Hammered up
Raised up by pact
You ain't talking to a fool
Get in front my fucking path
I'm
me and 5 in the Range
We used to twist Phillies and fuck hoes, switch cars and trade guns
Them Queens niggaz then we landed in the millions
Iraq
up, she ain't gotta see
In the shower with your mama, girl, that's privacy
She like the way my car crack up, vroom, ride
Innocent princess in my eyes
Two hearts we go together, yea we blended a fuse
I'm just an artist to my feelings but you lended a muse
And without you by my side I defeat whole
Pop it in the Benz
Surrounded by them red lights
Get it how you live
Creeping with a n**** like a
Like a thief in the nighttime
You my queen
You my
man.
Know what I'm sayin'? For real.
Guns cocked, a nigger dropped shot in his head
It don't stop til his body rocked shot in his leg
Hold him
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