Lyrics:
Tell you the truth
I was never really worried bout if they like me but if I like them
What I got to try to impress you for I impress myself with these
The Pyrvmids on the beat
Yo' whats yo' type
Babe tell me what you like yeah
I know you feeling like it's wrong but it's right yeah
I got to get up in
and I want it now
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now
Listen all you people, come gather round
I gotta get me a game plan,
Before you and I could really kick it
Tell me what's the difference
How's it any different
Way too sick of all this hoe shit
See now you got me dissing
Everything on my mind i'm pushing it put ain't nun i'm holding in
You niggas smoking with me for nun you been gone ever come show me it
Catch me outside by
reminds me of you
Wasting my time with you baby you know i feel wasted
Got my heart shattered, but I can't really erase it,
I'm stuck in this cycle, can't
it, I'm out the closet, I got a lot a pride
But I'm just getting by
So what do you expect me to do?
I'm out here trying to learn myself while I'm trying
Omoge wambi maybe you and me could
Get the chance to chat it up
Getting really tempted
And I know that dude right there is got you locked
Oya tell
he'd be sent to Dixon?"
He says, "Slim to none, Illinois got fifty prisons
I got a clemency petition, you could help me pitch it
Hold on, let me call
the one
Got some feelings you should keep
But feelings you should cut
I know the pain is deep
I really miss your love
You say I don't want you
I let you
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
But you know what?
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
But you know what?
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound
beat a deadline
Hold up wait a minute, set me up upon the goal line
By the time we done, you gon' wish you knew the whole time
I don't needa smoke, bring
be here
So let's do this tonight
Hold up, let's do this
My love can be the truest
You can call me Louis, yes, Mr. Moon
Run up on that ass, you can call
with that
And I
See bad vibes I get away from that
Oh you
Yeah Really tryna play me akh
Hold up
What you really even playing at
Oooooooo I'm on a wave
When I don't feel better, I'm just hopin' that you hold me
If she think she finessin', I just go by what you told me
Pulled up, aka lil' bitch, she
to pick up your speed.
Now to be a good racehorse, you've got to try and hold your second spot.
To be a good racehorse mama, you've got try to hold your
Hands Up, Hands Down
Hands Up, Hands Down
Heads Up, Hands Down
Y'all don't really hear me when I talk like this
Got me feelin crazy when I clench my
rap off
Ayy, my niggas finna pop off
Watchin' my shit, ayy
Stand by my side, I need you to hold me
Stuck feeling lonely
All I been smoking is OG
Why you
as a prophet
Yes they just believing in me
Firearm with me
No I cannot go without it
So I guess I got to leave it with me
All in my head like Hef you doing good
know you do
I know you care for me, I know you really do care for me
'cause through thick and thin, you always was there for me
I know you care for me
except God
You see he holds up my heart
And I can go far 'cause he holds up my arms
And he keeps me calm plus he keeps me on
The path that walk and that I
come on babe
Oh well it's tough to make a journey through
The right stuff is dead ahead of you and me
And you know we still got time
Whoo, hold
come on babe
Oh well it's tough to make a journey through
The right stuff is dead ahead of you and me
And you know we still got time
Whoo, hold
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