Lyrics:
It doesn't mean much
It doesn't mean anything at all
The life I've left behind me
Is a cold room
I've crossed the last line
From where I can't
been in style then
Everything is anything, anything is upbeat of nothing
Once again, poisoned from the paper and pen
You better defend that bullshit
fine with
My sweet baby
See, every time that I think of you
You make me feel so good
Do anything that you ask me to
Boy, you know I would
I just want
still feelin 'em all, I can't wait to get out
When I touch-down nigga, I'ma turn shit out
Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
Lights out,
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
can't get you outta my mind
Sexin' you be all I see
I would give anything
Just to make you understand me
I don't give a damn about nothing else
Freek'n
I had a bad bitch off the 'Gram, she let her tittes hang
She told Bans I bought her a Birkin, I told her anything
I always ride around with guns in
I had a bad bitch off the 'Gram, she let her tittes hang
She told Bans I bought her a Birkin, I told her anything
I always ride around with guns in
up and then "Who me?"
Locked in a trunk by Republican villains
Pinstripe suits, experts at killin
Civil war, but some want out
Trapped in a box
love in vain
'Cause love won't set you free
I can't stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
So unhappy
But safe as could be
So what if
don't ned ya knocking at my door, oh
Stay by yourself
I don't need ya, I can't take no more
(Backfired) I'll no longer play the fool
(Backfired)
to a fucked up galaxy
Consumed by so many little bitty fallacies
Gotta find another way to get up
Out of the hell that they're handing me
Unstoppable like
Who knows what the future holds
Gotta take it day by day
Anything is possible
Here we go we're on our way
Chorus
Life
Life's a wild ride
And it
charging by the hour
My best friend's thinkin' I'm crazy
But they don't see or feel her power
Seduce me with your lips
I've never known anything quite
anything okay, the murder's justified
And, uh, I'm his lawyer and I'm not gonna let him say anything
Basically what happened, um, to make a long story
anything okay, the murder's justified
And, uh, I'm his lawyer and I'm not gonna let him say anything
Basically what happened, um, to make a long story
I got more love than anything else
But a Jezebel spirit gonna steal my health
Struck by the notion that it just might be
A method to the madness that
And my jazz collection's rare
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby
Pa-ta-da-da-da-da-da
Pa-ta-da-da-da-da-da
the lottery
Then we might treat you the way that we should
You could be anything
If you got money, so get it by any means
Hussle is muscle, and you lookin'
and woah
Girl, you couldn't look better
Shake the sleep off, and kick into the morning drill
Throw on anything, and boom, now you're dressed to kill
Hit
the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat's here
Vintage Hermes by Jean Paul Gaultier
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
I run the point, you bitches just go
on these niggas, bitch I'm goin' H.A.m
Taxin' all these niggas call me Uncle Sam
Rappin' got me on the beach relaxin'
Smokin' OG, by the LB now
here anymore
You abandoned me
Love don't live here anymore
Shawty 16, fucking everything moving
Got raped by her step-dad, he told her "Just do it"
anything we've missed
Can't imagine anything the two of us can't do
Through the years, you never let me down
You turned my life around
The sweetest
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