Lyrics:
like young Cole
Dollar with a big dream
Watch the kid work
I hope you gotta big screen
Getting what’s mine
If it’s gone then I took it
The way I’m going
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
take path of broken heart just T o get you in close to me
Back where you supposed be
Baby I can’t lie you know I miss You
I can’t stand a day without you
forever
You did it from the start
I once was so strong
Attacked by my own heart
You miss your mind
You miss yourself now
You miss your family
You
other year but we don't mind
And by next year we'll all miss this
Ain't nothin' like a Texas Christmas
And don't you worry bout the beer
Plenty of Lone
should know I’m the shit this that drip you can’t get out no manual I’m on a mission we pray to god that that boy popping out you could say that we miss
30 you a fool for this one
Nice than a motherfucker
Than a motherfucker
These days, niggas be polite than a motherfucker
Nice than
What you doing on a night like this?[00:13.68]I can take you on a ride like this (like this)[00:16.38]Never risk something I might miss
you, I never meant to hurt you
Even the stress'll work you, I miss your old perfume
Promise never curse you, I want you in my circle
Honey right by my
right now, I miss my boy rn, ET phone home now, I'm in the clouds rn I see U big mad now
Yeah I come from in the streets & these niggas try to play me,
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
You just getting by no money not flexing
You just be lying I know you not stepping
I need a purple Lambo like Bam Margera
And my bitch signed
pumpkin
Grip her neck while we be hunchin'
And she like when I talk country (who you is?)
Big speaker, yeah, big shit talker, ho
Have yo' cash
have to leave here, but you did
You knew your purpose was bigger and you accepted it
And for that, I'll always thank you
I be acting tough, but I miss
Whoa
How the fuck you out here goin' tit for tat? (Tit for tat)
I should've saw the signs, how could I miss that? (How could I miss that?)
Ayy,
Woo woo woo
It sound like church on a Sunday
Man it's Louder than the jets
On the run way
You know I love you and miss you
Think of you every day
You're Welcome! So Welcome! To Broadway U.S.A.!
You're Welcome! Yes Welcome! To Our Big Show Today!
We're Singers, Dancers, Entertainers On The Great
I've learned
Gotta practice what I'm preaching
It is a facet of worth
Prove by doing not by speaking
And when you have to observe
Go by facts and not by
the city
Everything is fair when you're living in the city
Everything is fair when you're living in the city
Look at Miss Elaine, it was the fast lane
ain't teach you how to get no money, these big homies bums
When they hear these rhymes I know that, they gone wanna sign me
Jordans on my feet, type
Two empty arms that miss you bad
Whatever brings you back
Whatever brings you back
If's it your momma pretend you're sitting in the kitchen
If
heart cracked when you told me I made yours do so
I can't live in the past so I can not regret but I can reminisce and miss the nights when it was us
It is what it is
It is what it is
You try compromisin', nope, they don't wanna talk
And they got them nuts that's off that Acapulco powdered chalk
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