Lyrics:
really meant
I love you
You're my best friend, thanks for listening
[Verse 2]
Dear Craig
What up bones? How it goes?
Yeah, me? Well, you know, you
together, how I'm still getting better
I'm finding more gold as I dig in the dirt with a shovel
I got the last laugh, don't get blown away by the backdraft
(make you feel alright)
If you've been running out, running out, running out of love (love, love)
Running out of love
I'm sorry I don't always be
a long time the fans have been waiting, for the rap savior they been praying
Lyrics video out if you don't know what I'm saying
Oh no (Hold on) now they
wanna splurge it on anything but you and your Birkens
You're a fucking snake
No sorry I'm a serpent
Anything to make it to the top that's certain
Friends
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
(You fucking dummy)
You know we ain't making a sound (What)
You thinking about playing around
With my respect i'm
Zelda
I'm sorry lil bitch I don't know what to tell you
Well it's her loss so I don't need to feel it
Get in the whip and drive off and she peel it
I got
I be sorry toy
What it ain't, What it is?
Even if you gotta live
I learned that apartment is way more exciting than a big ass house on a hill
I
on video.
Anyway, they spoke about me and Glaucia admitted she didn't love me to them and in fact was in love with Herman, and they felt sorry for her
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
I'm with my baby, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
'Cause I don't care, as long as you just hold me near
You can take me anywhere
And you're making
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
or question what I do? Son, so I don't care
Tired of eating cheese sandwiches with no meat
Tired of watching all the playas from the same seat
So it's
to the party in L.A.
I don't want no lames
Stay in your lane
Yeah I'm walking 'round the store looking for Dante
Certified, certified, you not on the list
You
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
cause pain cuz
I been hurt before
I ain't know that when I knew you but I'm working more
Tryna fix my mental health so I can't hurt no more
It's not fair
a little too late
And if you have a album date, just make sure I'm not in the song
Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own
it cause my pops got it for me doggy
Future wifey got to be hotter than wasabi
I don't like cruising Whittier with no one by my side
Can we fall in
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
only fucked it up more, follow me
Are you starting to gather what I'm getting at?
Now if I'm losing you tell me then I'll double back
But keep in
[Verse 2: Craig G]
Okay, ready, set, begin I highly recommend
You niggaz runnin the game like some of us sin
Cause if not we gonna kick the fucking door
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