Lyrics:
off head
And I am rockin' side by side with my man Craig
You wonder how we do it, that's 'cause we're the best
Younger than the rest plus the few
his head to his knob
You'll never be what the galdem want you know
She'd rather date a cop instead of you
Play Craig David who's Rainy Days?
Ladies hate
supposed to
If they wasn't so concerned
About the tags that's on they clothes, but
Guess that's how it goes, fuck it, what do I know?
Ain't been in
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
Saturday
Love Sunday Monday
Tuesday Wednesday
Thursday Friday
Saturday
Cuz I’m the same 'ole G
And if I do it
I' m doin it my way
I’m Craig off of Friday
Say
Well it was all that I could do to keep from crying
Sometimes it seems so useless to remain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You
GAWNE (feat. KXNG Crooked & Craig Owens) –LYRICS
[Verse 1: GAWNE]
I swore to the G.O.D…
I was finna get mine…
Cause mama you done made it out
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
I said I do this for the culture my life's a seesaw Up and down rollercoaster I'm a
Soldier got it out the mud I'm the definition Millionaire mindset
months
He's still just 25, but it feels
Like he packed ten years' worth
Of living into 2012 alone, releasing
A heralded album, Channel Orange
In July
thought this was
Most n***** ain't nothing but a city bus
Next fifteen, it's another one coming
Just dropped an album
Got another one coming
Making money
It's like
There's that one project you put so much heart into
But like so much struggle
And you just don't know what to do when it's over
Everyone's
Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth
Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still
Well, it was all
That I could do to keep from crying'
Sometimes it seemed so useless to remain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You
...oh, hey! What! Dave, is that you? Yeah? What day is it? Saturday. Saturday? What do you mean, I've been
in here a week? I have? I don't
the best you can do
Is this all that you've got
He discounted David
Made fun of him
David didn't pay any attention
He took a stone
Put it in the sling shot
the truth
You lyin' through your teeth so much, you broke a tooth
And it ain't somethin' I need a phone to do
When I say I can't wait 'til I get ahold
I heard your album and I don't believe a word of it
I think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like
Homie knows his Life is not an island
I call him a diamond by the way they undermine him
Cut and refine him, do it jus to shine him
Delilah came around
the feds
Can't let fame go to your head
Fuck with me, watch where you tread
I'm finna kill it instead, I'm finna, I'm finna, I'm finna
I will, I will do
by brick
I get my hands on it and make it flip
Slap her tongue w my dick, I just hit a lick
She make it twerk w my hands on her hips
Kush got me
to the choice of the melody
You don't like it?
Fuck's that gotta do with me?
Fuck's this album to me?
Just a brick in my legacy
But a mountain for you to climb
So
the consequences, I'm the same nigga anyway
It's way more important what I'm finna say
Do what I say or I ain't droppin' shit 'til twenty twenty-eight
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