Lyrics:
wrong
We're lovestruck and confused
Can we work this one out?
I hate my past
I hope it lasts
The weeks keep passing by
But babe, it's nothing new
False
Spend it on girls and shoes
But you don't wanna be high like me
Never really knowing why like me
You don't ever wanna step
Off that roller coaster and be
Don Chi Chi and I turns it out
[JD]
I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks
Bitches love me and I'm duggy from
Rationally, I'm prepared
- I know my strengths, achievements and successes
I've dealt with quite a few challenges
No one comes there to criticize me
Work is
rock grooves and make moves
With all the mamas? (Uh, I'm VIP)
The back of the club
Sippin' Moët is where you'll find me
It goes V to the IP, very
whips just a bunch of favors
And ironically the niggas I was real with was just a bunch of fakers
You scoped it out for me
I didn't believe the stories
to make you feel swell
Okay, I'm not the type to kiss and tell
But I got to say you got me dripping like caramel
Damn, didn't think it feel like this
With
Got lines on the mind we spit out at you
Bar heavy lock it down on Alcatraz
Lay the beat for me baby and you know I spaz
Talk talk dummy dummy with
Coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
That's good for my ego, me and my ego
And it go wherever we go, my ego is my imaginary friend
bigger, I'm on the mix
Catch me on the six, I be on the mix
Tryna get a quick fix for things to work out
We no dey stress up
This a linkop
The price just
I'm ready to go
Your girl keeps sending me snaps, if
She keeps up with that
Then watch out cause I'm snatching her soul
Watch me roll up with the strap
keep it G yet shawty put me down
I spend a G every time she comes around
She's my girl but I wanna tip her
Yeah!
And her body's built like a stripper
Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga)
Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a shot of Henn')
(Lately she work out by 10, I told her, bitch, buy a Benz)
she don't sex she get
Stressed we must be telepathic
If I pull the camera out it's gon' get pornographic
Scratches on my back, missionary followed by
like blue faces in my pocket
I like driving fast cars now
All these bitches they just want it fast now
She said she want neck c’mon and pass now
I said
even though your heart is frowning
But, hey now, you know girl
We both know it's a cruel world, but, I will take my chances
As long as you love me
dog
Stop saying that you kill nigga
You do not kill a nigga
The same load out in Call of Duty
I was in the field with it
You can work or you pay for it
can't take me out my zone, hell nah
You knew that I had to put it in God's timing
Cause he knew all I wanted is gloss diamonds
They forgot about you
her car fix
My main bitch get along with the side bitch
I eat the main dish while she eating out the side dish
From up north but on me she go down
could not work it out
I seen the challenges with me and my spouse
Wavy faith going back and forth
He ask me what am I doubting for
So I showed Him my
figures
Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
I had
Procedure
Its a work out fucking with me
Polotises and knee ups
She got me feeling like im keapernic
She bring knees ya
I put down the beans
And went
down,
never get a chance to have a night out on the
Town, without being called in, baby girl a surgeon,
got her on the dance floor over by the wall
closed
and the lights are out
There’s nothing but darkness
to dream about
It seems harder by the day
Listening to the words they say
But she’ll be my
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