Lyrics:
how I feel
Oh yea I like that
You got to match your on vibe, you know what I'm saying
I make them move, I make them shake, I do my thing, I do my
Damn
Ya still thought it was the drop of the beat huh ?
Ayt ayt hold on I got you I got you
But first of all I just wanna say that this song doesn't
Ooh, yeah
Reach out and touch faith
Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you
thing I claim (CGE bitch)
Who am I?
Look me up, you will see my name (Google me)
My ex told me she miss me, hmm that's a shame (Man)
Get swole like them
are moving tight
Send me a text
Hit up my phone
I don't pick up
Just want the tone
The sound of you caring and wanting to be around me is all that I
Girl, I seen your brand new Birken
Do you got a man or are you searching
You came out tonight look like you serving
I'm here to shoot my shot at you
already in the ring (aye)
sing out an bon appette meh
how embarrassing? a bee sting
heavy hittah? you a play thing
kamikaze via hating
I’m walking laps up
Tea For Two
Tony Bennett
(Irving Caesar/Vincent Youmans)
I'm discontented with homes that are rented so I have invented my own.
Darling this
the dark
Once so close
But now we stand apart
Done so many things wrong I know now
I hope you can forgive somehow
In Berlin I missed you and the way we used
thing and these bitches always tryna copy
Messing with this shawty, she republican
Because she an elephant, all up on my nuts again
Like what you saying
I
indecency determined by the F.U.C.C.
Why are we so anesthetized to the lies?
Because we do it in our own lives
We believe all the things that we want to hear
on you
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun
I'm caught up
I don't know what to do
This goes out to all the
Young killers on the frontline
We ain't forgot about you, homie
Damn, you been away from the hood too long
A lot of things
Irving shorty been having sex since 15
You know she a virgin she went and found herself a new man now that shit is hurting
She said he better then a nigga
Pull up in that coupe, yeah, they thought it was a Rari, uh
Stupid bitch, playin' games, this ain't no Atari, uh
Smokin' all this dope, bitch, I'ma
why I've traveled far
'Cause I come so together where you are
And all of the things that I said that I wanted
Come rushing by in my head when I'm
ain’t gone do shit
No, not a thing
Cause when we pop
He get drop like some lean
Got hella racks in my jeans
Ima’ get go it by any means
I’m get money gang
meltin' the ice
She like the sunshine of my life
'Cause all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing
meltin' the ice
She like the sunshine of my life
'Cause all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing
feel alive (Bounce)
You will be the last thing on my mind (Bounce)
No regrets, do you know what that means?
Well, it’s hot, it’s loud, it’s wild
We
on you
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun
I'm caught up
I don't know what to do
over to me, and he was mean and
Ugly and nasty and horrible and all kinds of things, and he sat down next to
Me. He said, "Kid, what'd you get?"
I
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
Shout-out Berlin
If you can't name all the songs on my mixtape, then you ain't my mans
Think about it, we 2k's, we could start a riot, give you piece of mind
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