Lyrics:
lost track
It's caught me by surprise)
I don't get invited to parties anymore
Oh, have I done something wrong? Is it 'cause I'm never home?
(Can I go
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't
without you here
I don't get around much anymore
It's awfully different without you by me, girl
Don't get around much anymore
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
or Scot La Rock
But they can get bust
Get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around
Nor do I fuck around
And you can tell by the bodies that are
kid taste buds
My girl tryna get me to eat more
I like her too much so I'm for it bruh
D**** bring a lot of euphoria
Whole lot of things that I'm got
walk around and say I don't care
And I get pissy, yeah man I'm pissed
J tryna' bring me church, but fam I ain't with it
Why don't you come studio?
I
Haha
Ca$his, Ca$his
Yeah (king Mathers)
C'mon (pistol poppin')
Come get me, nigga
Pistol poppin', bodies droppin', layin' all around
You
come now, please don't be spiteful
Of all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talk
When I see kids around the way I say how I'm your dad
It gets
to yourself
"I know that they don’t get it
But maybe one day they will"
KW: It is so funny this is such
An example of being a perfectionist
Right? This song is
No you don't wanna try me, I heard you being loud
You better bow down 'cause we the kings of underground
We be making money, no time to play around
You
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
much, but I swear you a hater
(Huh?) i can tell you wanna be in my DMs
Chattin' that shit vapour
I'm too busy, kid, see you later
Got a ATAR, 99, get ya
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
Sleep by myself, it's the way it's always been
Got a king size bed, with some monsters underneath
I don't even charge my phone before I sleep, no one
Hate to tell you, baby, hate to tell you ba-a-by
Hate to tell you, baby, that I don't love you
Hate to tell you, babe, I can't put no one else above you
We don't need ten thousand men
Just give me that three hundred
Jesus Christ He be the king
For him we gone be running
Running running
We don't need
thrill not gone
No bb King
So Where it go?
Ughhhhhh
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Cease
Ayo, you crazy sis, don't put me in that shit
Fuck around and say the wrong shit and I'll be in a twist
You know that nigga Big get high
see you anymore and I apologize
Everytime you hit my phone I be so occupied
If the love is strong you won't complain, but I just can't decide
Too much
there by my side
Feel like I should give up sometimes but never do
Because I know one day we can be special too
I get nervous when I am around you
that you see on a TV screen
I need my money in all blues like BB King
VVs bling bright as bitch, high as a cliff
Shut the fuck up when your highness is
Drive so fast that the tears fly back
Drive so fast that my mind goes blank
Drive so fast that I don’t have time to think anymore
Drive so fast that
.png/220px-LeToya_-_Not_Anymore_(single_cover).png "Not Anymore")
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