Lyrics:
guess I gotta move to Manhattan
I hope you know I'm not trying to put one by you
You know I know you gotta go as far as I do
And I am thankful for
attention
Truth be told I gotta be about my father business
Can't be blinded by the things of the world I'm on a mission
I once heard that a man would perish
know there's no time to waste
Do it again copy and paste
Party people in the place
Bring back the beat bring back the bass
Wana see you off your face
there's no time to waste
Do it again copy and paste
Party people in the place
Bring back the beat bring back the bass
Wana see you off your face
Tazo's
the middle of a tree
We've seen alligator farms and tarantula ranches,
But there's still one thing we gotta see
Well, we crossed the state line about 6:39
the middle of a tree
We've seen alligator farms and tarantula ranches,
But there's still one thing we gotta see
Well, we crossed the state line about 6:39
And thinking out this time
That never gonna end
Do you remember, girl
When my car is broke down
And you there by my side
We just sit and laugh
And waiting for
things, going big places
That's just what I do
Wake up everyday and hustle my nigga that's all I know
Ain't surprised by you hating my nigga that's all you
all you gotta do is say so
That's how I get down
(Get down, get down)
Put you in a crib, ice you out
Buy you whips at your disposal
That's how I
I see angels – Flying high in the sky
So high it makes them dizzy as they see the world go by
They see races, places, confused faces
People dealing
places
Pop pills, drink liquor by the cases
Get high, make a woman get low
In the strip club looking for familiar faces
People know me on a first name
You just gotta call me back
I got a couple things I wanna say to you
If it's drama na I don't need that
I got a couple places wanna lay with you
So
look down on, somebody gotta do it
Yeah you getting money, but who babysitting?
You go out to eat, but tell me who's in the kitchen
You the boss dawg,
on cloud nine cause she got loose
Kaylah lulu gotta be two but it's one boo if i can get out they can do it too let
God speak first be it through you
All
Come by my place when you're in town
We got to face the music now
I found some things when you weren't around
Do you want the good news or the bad
the pack's another two
Feel like I'm cruising rainbow road, life is looking like cartoons
Got nowhere we gotta go, just one thing we gotta do
Roll the windows
told me be careful what you do
Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful who you love
Be careful what you do
Just stop
We can talk about it if you don't walk away
Never talk to me again if you don't talk to me today
Isn't it a shame to see a good thing go
I'm a travellin' man
Movin' through places, space and time
Gotta lotta things I got to do
But god willin' I'm comin' back to you baby boo
I'm
be down
It can be a all nigga thing
But if niggas don't
I'll be by my mother fucking self
It's no place that I wont go
And I feel like if you got love
Why do we cry when people die
It's just a matter of fact of bitter life
We all gotta die one day too
It doesn't matter
We're gonna live forever
Don't talk much Nigga
Do your thing Nigga
One day maybe you will
By her a ring Nigga
Fuck them Bitches Nigga
They ain't worth it Nigga
Get yourself up
I just get money and make moves
You can not do what I do
If you wanna hate me that’s cool
Trust me I got better things to do
I stack my money
Chillin in the backseat, please drive slow
Feeling at peace I keep my eyes closed
Don't ruin this by talking bout things you don't know
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