Lyrics:
We're made for no others
Except for you and me
The nights on our own are the ones I can't take
So turn a light in your soul on
I'll keep it down when I go
one)
Down payment on a whip that got me up and out it (*Skrrt*)
It ain't foreign, but at least it got some muscle power (*Haha*)
Remember waitin' at that
loud with me
Put me down to make yourself feel better
Guess what
"What?"
I been called worse by better
Now those words they always hurt me like never
Down Bad down bad
Yea its time for a bounce back bounce back
Ohh ohhh down bad down bad
Yea yea yea same path same path
Down Bad down bad
Yea its
A hundred rounds up that bitch for a nigga blink
A nigga cryin' about his hoe, knowin' that that bitch is weak
Ain't nobody stoppin' me, bitch I got that
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
the seas with my clique, look at this fool, fuck you say?
Never been scared of no hood, never been shook by no hate
Runnin' my town solo dolo, ready
Intro :
And I said goodnight
Sweet dreams
I’m forever by your
Swear it’s safe to go to ,
Yea , nighty night
Count your sheep
I’m forever by
for granted I'm gon' make it all count
Because you only get one life it ain't no other way 'round
Say you don't never miss the water 'til the well runs
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
count to ten I want you to jump up, stay there
Oh, ho, but don't come down 'til I flash the light
You deserve a break today, have it your way
Funk is
breaking her back
Bitch I came back for the bag
Still breaking down walls like a Titan, attack
I cannot be trapped
The fuck am I saying?
I came to fuck up
For as I cut one but two down the line
But could it be yo' hoe that I'm cuttin' everytime?
And I come to find she servin' every nigga in yo' clique
Gotta get it by any means... RecGang
Alotta dese niggas be talkin down
Alotta niggas wanna take me out
Dey be pocket watching fuck how dey feel
Cause
Put me in the struggle, bag it up
Get a couple Hundrend, count it up
Said the streets show me no love
Gotta keep it low for the glow up
Now they
By my shit, I guess I got
Styles forever
I get crowds together
So let down your hair
and lets get wild
You better get
Down
I'm the tip of the tongue
hard to count
Niggas say he down to ride
He fucking left
When we started stalling out
All I did was drop a little shit
Now them niggas calling out
I do
and we don't do no drive by's
Walk him down Omega Psi Phi
Could've bought a Samsung bought a handgun
Young fly and handsome one of Earlene grandsons
Too
Count count
1, 2, 3 and I'm down
Hang with my b, smoke on some weed
Total relax
Using your friends, where're your titties
You cannot flex
Addict
on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my door
In the evening when the sun
alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
When there is
alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
When there is
been running my mind
But lately it's been hard to find someone one of a kind
Baby, you've been by my side when I'm down and I need you
You've been by my
my mental would stop drifting in and out of intermission damn
I gotta get it right, cuz by my count I got more chances than most people get in life
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