Lyrics:
been hustling on my block
Nah I ain't talking about slanging dope
I'm slanging that bean pie
Y'all already know where I been at
Riding the metro, with
is idiotic
Instrumental going stupid but my flow is hella toxic
Hard to find a clique because these niggas too robotic
The way that y'all be moving
owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
Making more than what I'm missing
I should play for Golden State
I'm Kobe Bryant number eight
Put the city on my back, 702 where it's at
I'm legendary,
the flow
I can be your passport, tell me where you wanna go
Girl, don't be shy you won't know if you never try, try, try
When you walk by you're the only
she's gentle
But I don't hear her words 'cause I slide the instrumental
Keep the girl in the distance, moves are very hazy
No sunshine in my life
how you please me make bitches uneasy
Call me greedy or needy I need that love speedy
Shoutout to Saweetie my girl icy and hella freaky
Wishing
daily
Just chain my hands down, make love to my body baby
Baby-by-by-by
Baby-by-by-by
Baby-by-by-by
Chain my hands down, make love to my body baby
Tryna switch tha tempo
Tell me where you been tho
Tell me where you been tho
Girl you play way too much, you got me goin' mental
I put weight on my cuts,
Kane is in the building nigga
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is
[Verse 1]
This year I want to try something new
I was thinking about it and my spirit grew
A night of wonder where we combine
Two wonderful holidays
haunted by
You been on my mind
You stay on my mind
It don't matter when or where
Ain't like I can fight
You're the love of my life
Know I got it right
I can
It was where I learned to drive my first car
It was where I learned to play my first guitar
Where I gave my heart away for the first time
to a girl
you be
When I call, you'll be there
I don't know where to go without by my side
I'll be there, I'll be there
[Verse 3: James Major]
Who can see me
then I do it like that
Then I do it like
Beepbeedibaapbeedibaapbap
Slow motion
My baby like it slow motion
Tell me where to go
Imma take there too too
jewelry made in japan, I'm off California drugs
And where I made my money? nigga, all of the above
I could count my inner circle on my hands and my feet
money boy get drop kicked
Live and die by the grind my time to shine I’m not stopping
Yeah I’m busy with that hustle boy I’m plotting
Yeah I’m busy
you next to me
By your side is
Where I'll be where I'll be where I'll be
By your side is
Where I'll be
I'll be on your side
Girl I need you in my life
I want to fall into you but I know you're not ready
And I'm afraid you'll never be you're only fascinated by the idea of me
Of what could be or what
the water and I love the bottom of the harbour where I live
I love the girls and I love the police and I love the inspectors inspecting stacks
I love the blue
Where you at, who you with
Tell me now girl I’m coming
I’m just tryna keep it real girl I ain’t fronting
Girl you broke my heart baby girl now I’m
can do
I was a poet, a magazine writer
Sent to report on political views
It was by chance through a lens that I met you
A Capetown girl with no shoes
Baby it's you for the rest of my days
Stay with me by my side
Ain't no question you is not real
My girl seen you faking first then ask me how do I feel
I
love to me
you may take my heart, you may take my soul, but not my key
Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then
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