Lyrics:
some decisions
Or go dying inside
Tell 'em all call me a fool
But I'm stuck in this love thing
Plus I'm over heatin' from the rush
Our tongues
to class cuz My Ass was a fool
Was blind by living fast
Selling hash for some shoes
It Was a fantasy
Living in dream worlds
Ways from humanity
My mind
and blow it
In a hurry better hurry
I don't mean to rush
Either Cupid shot the incorrect or timing way too tough (uh)
Tell me if it's too late
I don't wanna
that's it's OK, Forget about the show sir
I had to rush right out and see her in the city
But by the time I had arrived, she's gone it's such a pity
[Lynch]
The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty
Left him in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me
I'm
mothafucka, peep
Niggas jump on they feet when they hear the music in the streets
Yes you can, yes you can can, yes you can
Rush to the van, so you can catch
only fools rush into life
The inner storm thait raises me high
Turn on the cruise control
I'm gonna drown
Envying horses in the plains
They run and they
think I sprinkled when I tinkled
so, I dip in the sides there be a sweeter by the seater
cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol
for 5
no rush yea
Imma take it slow, make you cum, strait flush yea
20 in a row, keep it down hush hush yea
She my gemstone, she too god damn clutch yea
nobody come between
you and your money
See I dey run for the bus, man in a rush
Three fifteen I dey see am for my clock
Gotta do it for the block, if i
say how I feel
But I'm shy
Can't let this moment pass me by
They say only fools fall in love
Well I rather be a fool for you
I'm not tryna mess this
twice
Don't sweat it out all on me
Cause I know nothing more than you
Ooh-Ooh, Ooh-Ooh, Oh, Ooh-Ooh
And people say that fools rush in
Fools get their
head straight for your heart
Like a bullet in the dark
One by one, I take them down
We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight
I hear them
I'm Northeast DC born and raised
That Cruddy shit ain't only on the Southside
We slap that fool in his place
Fool wouldn't buss a grape
Leave em flatter
Someone who stays high
High
Watching their life go by
By, by
Someone content with riding behind
Ride that
Nigga
They come in all colors
White,
being driven towards a
Destiny that's to wards
It takes ours to come for
It takes hours to comfort
The last song, it's rush hour
A drum roll by
became my favorite movie
And I play that shit in my head all the time
I am ascending, approaching my prime
All that's left's to get you by my side
So tell
something inside to provide and I won’t hide
Don’t wanna live my whole life in the same way other people do
Being content with acting the fool
Only time they
Leader of the new school, uncool
Never played the fool, just made the rules
Remember there's a need to get alarmed
Again I said I was a timebomb
In
You know by now, I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody
I know you want it
else who might have been running.
But, oh yeah, I remember. In this year that we have now declared the year from Shogun to Reagan, I remember what I
leaving with a bussdown
Bussdown
Really ain't no reason we should rush now
I get just up in the zone like a touchdown
Touchdown
Ain't no maybe issa must now
werent made the fool
By your last few howd they make you feel so small?
You picked yourself back up and I wont let you fall
I dont have time to beat
when I'm on tour now I just get a rush
Everything is hella plush
Get caught up in all the girls I get them stuff
Meanwhile I see some girls I used
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