Lyrics:
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
All of my niggas
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg
So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg)
Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too
My
the breeze
Consider me
Category 5
Blow off another rapper chimney
Move like a centapeed
Curse da enemy trilogy Ill as he
Dust em off just doin my job Im
But you wanna fall in love
I don't know if that's gon do
Just Fall into my pockets baby
Let the rocket blow
We'll see where this goes
Oh you don't know
from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
A female Shakespeare of your time
With looks to blow Picasso's mind
You were the best
from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
A female Shakespeare of your time
With looks to blow Picasso's mind
You were the best
make all this money I wont be here long,
She said that she love me she know she dead wrong,
Thinking bout what she said now my thoughts running long,
By
the crowd,
I'm wondering if my cries will be found
In understanding on why I blow clouds
I'm back in my head as restless as it is
I can't get knocked off when
expression on ya face
Baby tell me how it feels
Startin' on my own shi'
These niggas takin' notice
Can't pay em' no mind
Don't wanna slip n lose my focus
Verse 1: The Quiett
Illionaire baby
언제나 내 인생은 타이트해 yea
dollar signs on my 나이테 yea
큰돈이 필요해 난 right now yea
i hustle harder 그게 나이값 yea
그때 그 순수함을 잃어 가
Ay, whoa
Cosmo
Ay, whoa
Back on my bullshit, I'm with it again
Snakes in the grass, you like mice to my friends
I am too raw like the rest of my
the 80s)
Me and my Baby (me and my baby)
Driving me what (driving me what)
Driving me crazy (aye, aye)
TLC my emotions moving fast
Too fast need to think
the place
Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait
Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face
Girl, I'm
that a sack for me baby
Well here’s a sack for you baby
I ain’t got time for all these ones
That hating on my wages
Cause I’m chasing
So quit stabbing
It's bitter baby
And it's very sweet
I'm on a rollercoaster
but I'm on my feet
Take me to the river
Let me on your shore
I'll be coming back baby
know the cost just to being a boss
Back in the day I was in the halls
Rocking Polo mix that shit with Lacoste (polo)
My belt designed by Gucci (gucci)
and trees
You can catch me and my niggaz, overseas
Shootin the breeze, with a cute Vietnamese
Or was she Lebonese? I think she Chinese
It really don't
ten thous for excitement
That's how the day goes
That's how the nights went Louis bags balenciagas
The ones talked about by the fashion bloggers,
To stand right by they's side
Not only down through the good times
But also down through the bad times
Now you my lady now you my baby
No if's or maybe's
destiny before I reach my demise
I just wanna be with you from sunrise to sunset
Feel like life passin’ me by, so much that I ain’t done yet
I’d rather just
the limos wit his vehicles
(Yeah that's the way it go when you got money to blow)
Ho! well then, say no mo'
Just think, I was on my way to the sto'
I got
watching every way you move
So sit back and relax and let me reacquaint myself to you, oh
It's been a while since I been around
I hope you ain't forgot my
Yes! I am the queen feed me diamonds
I don’t need a king
A couple mill, work the bling
Plus my back shot mean
And I’m fresh out the coupe
I’m bout
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