Lyrics:
up
You decide
Live it up
You decide
Baby remember, someday life game
Will be over
Baby remember, you have been a miracle
You were chosen by God,
out, I yelled, but hey, its okay
I just want you to know, whatever happens, always know you're never alone
I'll be by your side, no matter where you go,
to snatch that crown
It's game over, what? Now you think I ain't told you? It's game over
I'm rapping steady man, I ain't Oprah, came to spit that fire like
shoot over to defender
Wemba
I'm a lottery pick
Owe it to who
Poli and Lochie they part of the lottery
They tryna mimic
There can be two
Still lot's
Bad
We realize that
They don't care about giving it back
Don't be sad
That black magic we have
Won't vanish by slight of white hands
Of course,
around the roses diamonds around my neck from flexing
But I'm running niggas over like a ninety-fo' Lexus, test it
Ten millimeters count em nigga fuck
crook
Rule number one: get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass'll be fine
Keep it in your glove comparment
cause jackers (yo) they love to start shit
in the Rover
I feel so lucky, I found me a clover
One in a milli, I know it ain't over
We lock eyes
Is it first love at sight, then you walk by
I'm
to pick fights with pricks and lamps
Spending money I don’t have
You’ve just been ousted
By the quickest hands in the south
Let out your regret
It’s time
Slow down what you doing over there
I see you over there with the nice brown hair
Looking all around like you just don't care
I'll take you home baby
I could
Tell Cupid I got a vest
Head up chin high
You was just a test
Go back to what's best
Dollar signs no rest
No mo' smiling
Go get it yeah
the code
It's turning over new leaf times
Moschino jeans full of peace signs
Postcode warring, that's the thing now
Young bucks beefing over street signs
who want it
I'm cunning, gunning, son you're done in, running through opponents
I'm the one, I'm unimpressed by lesser cesspool proponents
They're
to the bone til it's no mo left
I'm in
My zone, grind mode, I been waiting on this for so long
Running the darkness like where is the light poles
But I got
'Cause I know its real
Oh is that how you feel
'Cause every single day
And every single night
You take over all of me (All of me)
Take me by the hand
and peel
Srt Dodge got the wheel gotta switch out automobiles
Know how it feel down bad broke as hell
Only option to steal
Run it up hand ma some bucks til
poppin'
I'm just watchin', pullin' the lighter from my back pocket
Like that high karate, she won't kick it, sit by me
Come over to the crib, get hit by
should be embarrased
She fuck good, gymnastics
Ooh, she suck it good, she nasty
I sent her home in a Uber
Then I jumped right in the Aston
Smoking
swallowing to the abstract motor, "gotta make that motor hum gotta make it run." forward seems like forever when "ever" is hand over hand over hand the busy
soundin’ plan, but it was built on quicksand That shit was over before it began, Blam Left with my dick in my hand, don’t understand (Chorus)
I’m all
flowers while im here
It's all love its no hate over here
It's all love its no hate over here
Uh, lets go
Rest in peace Rob we all heartbroken
Its hard
and used to hit it from the mids
Fix your playground player or
Some kids'll come stomp in your sandbox
Swollen hands cocked back
No knives, no drama, no guns
inspired to be a lawyer or cop
He just made sure he made his money every time right on the dot
After it's all over u wonder wat it would be
How many
that
When I said that I got you you know meant that
So please don't make me look stupid
It's hard to trust these feelings
I done got fucked over by Cupid
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