Lyrics:
bows by the pound
Play with this money the drake gone make
You get down my Nigga just don't make a sound
Just open the safe and I promise that imma
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't want
Don't need no shovel, use my hands
Went from orchestra now I'm chasing after bands
I was raised by a village so I do this for my clan
Go from kicking
'ma send him to start I really send shots like I work in a bar
I pull up that Skad, it's a Drake in a car I'm whippin' that soft and it's comin' back hard
Ah man, here we go again
It's KeyLo, on the D-low, I meant everything I said
Balmain's, stomping on his head
By the sea shore, got my feet froze, you
'Cause I'm gettin' cussed by my CPU
On the daily, that's a workflow problem, damn
But you don't really care, let me stop it, get back
To the topic at hand
Southside of the city
Really Crippin anybody get it
Couple niggas got bodies wit me
Better watch them niggas
2 drakes 1 shotty wit me
Big drip got styled by
and I might go as quiet as a mouse
Never did lie, ready and green, never so loud, quiet indeed
Remember the man be attend by the Ouija
Yellow Brick Road
and by now you should have your proof
This the last track on this joint man this ain't no interlude
Welcome to the outro
You made it through but I
the globe like Francis Drake
No stress if we get nicked
Cause it's fate
Meet me by the golden gates
Make no mistakes
I'm independent like the United States
Be
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up
all dark and handsome, a cigar in your mouth
A little black dog, and suitcase by your side
The lights had turned down real low
I knew it from
all dark and handsome, a cigar in your mouth
A little black dog, and suitcase by your side
The lights had turned down real low
I knew it from
the van
Had to make it to the stu by 3
Push start brand new whip
Driving while I’m looking for the keys
Baby drake had to get it geeked
I just need designer
I been lowkey lost in time
Patiently waiting for the minute
Where I can go and fly
Go and climb to the high rise
Up to the sky
I been amazed by
When I was 17
I always had
Bigger dreams
I'm almost 23
I feel like Drake
Need to get my means
Need to cop everything
Got little time might plant
And so I go back to the years that have past me by
[interlude]
It is so hard to believe
that it's me
that I see
in the window pane
It it so hard
matter to you
That Outkast we got that skunk for y'all
Keep that pump for y'all
When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I
Aisu Fangu Interlude
(Intro Hook) (0:00 - 0:17)
Pablo my name ... I like em Spanish too but, love u Elaine ... something that Ban wud do I’m, cold/
song
So take me back where I belong
Where our friends know my song
Yeah take me back cuz I want to
Go to Iowa with you
I'm driving down these gravel
Life is great
Feel the weight of the interlude
Pressure building up
Compressor fills the inner tube
I am so sick of views
All of these business moves
Baila by Renay
By Renee Asteria Penaloza
Verse 1
Esta noche es la tuya hay que disfrutar
Muévete como querás no te complicas
Y déjate llevar por
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