Lyrics:
been done
As time goes by I never cry
I see through all your lies
I try every single night
To go find you
Something's different here today
Something's
showed up
Never doubted the vision
I knew I would blow up
Sooner rather than later
Dont got time for haters
I'm motivated by niggas
That's dedicated
answered by no woman
Mr. telephone man
there's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
I get a click every time
Mr. telephone man
everyone
Oh By the time we got there
Oh By the time we got there
Somethings take so long, some things take so long
Somethings take so long on the road that
care what we do, as long as it's new to us
In the mood for something dangerous
I used to play it by the book
Never get out of line, but now it's
forgotten
Time to wake up from your silk and cotton
Time is passing even if you have forgotten
Time to wake up from your silk and cotton
Do something do do
No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Let me tell you something (something girl)
No need for long thing
Cos you feel so good just standing by my side
Hope is in my veins
Something's coming up
Something's coming up
My friend
I know by now
Something's coming up
The wind is full of hands to help
a one by one
Making sure you're the last one
I tried to tell you all this time
But you never wanted to listen to me
I tried to tell you all this time
But
how the fuck can you
Say I don't deserve something
First time in my life that I earned something
I bet now none of you bitch
Niggas take it from me
and be a leader to the youth be respectful about what you do
Understand our time now get up and grind out
I snap my fingers to get by the day give me
a number, I loved what we have
Cause I'm tryna know myself but it really takes time
I'm more than just a number, I loved what we had
I want you right by my
Forever and a day (a day)
'Cause girl you're so fine
You got me mesmerized
Just by the way you carry yourself
So can I spend some time alone with you
mi gal dem in di black lace
This just a small ting one likkle taste
Tek a likkle sample no time fi waste
Mix up di treble and tun up di beass
Mr.
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working
less than something more to you
Just something here to pass the time
Something less than something more to you
Does it ever cross your mind?
Picked
to dreamin'
Of the moment that it's time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin'
Into something that looks like cheese
I was something to someone
Something to you
Something to you
Once upon a time
You were by my side
I wish I could've known
That I should hold
to pinpoint snippets and
Save them in your notebook
A lot of people think they can become really
Skilled at something by watching
Others do it
Or even by
She got a little something that I like
She got a little something that I like
She got a little something that I like
I might just make that pretty
Time takes you by the hand
Brings you up and gently lays you down again
Time leaves you wondering
At the countless possibilities beneath your
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Ain't nothing but a real good time
Where the sun don't fade and you cant throw shade
Bummed out about a real bad time
By now I think I've heard every line
There is to hear 'bout a truck
And I've got the point that the beer tastes good
When you're down on your luck
used to try to explain
How something inside of me started to break.
Ah, but one by one my words just got in the way.
And how many nights did I crash
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