Lyrics:
bags, so keep your lip zipped
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in
your girl on deck, it's a party
I just want a Rollie, Rollie, Rollie with a dab of ranch (dab, dab)
I already got some designer to hold up my pants
a beamer boy
Used to be a schemer boy
Got your love in my blood
I'll shoot that shit right up
I'll never overdose
Wait till I come in those
Baby just hold
Your bitch In the Back giving head like lettuce and i'm giving you the heads up
No need to be shocked or stunned like A nigga with A taser or A bitch
Yeah
Look
Girl I love you so but you already know
Any time I miss you blowing up your phone
Baby you a queen go head and take the throne
Whatever
up, I dead bitch, I know these hoes ain't right
She think I'm every kid, I'm havin' so many wives
I can't trip up, I dead bitch, that won't hold me
brighter days
I know you stuck up in that storm, And feel like You won't be okay
I know you Close your eyes And wanna give up Every night and day
But god
unknowing
This is gon' lift you up
Find your fire
Take it higher
Till your feelings give up
Then you'll really know love
You'll really know love
I'll never
My wife is bad, I know that she shine like a rolly
She my lil shootah, she keep a lil 9 when she toaten
I speed it up, I speed it up, I speed it up
Alright
Man try to keep your head up
If there's a god he's fed up
Don't listen to the Devil
Go head' and squeeze the metal
Nah, Don't do it
You're
of threat
I give you light
I, who slows the sunset
Failure
Laid bare
Savior
Unclear
Converge!
You, of Salt and stone
Air in your bellows
Your head in
on your Darth Vader, show you love
Even when you feeling low
You got your faith to hold you up
You got true art plus heart that
Darts can't pierce walk game
you
Now isn't that clever (I will fight for you ride for you)
I won't give up on you
Walk by you stand by you
I will motivate you
Hold you up lift you
(to the head)
I'ma smoke this shit till I'm dead oh
Pop-star (star)
Everybody tryna be a popstar oh
Won't stop (oh)
Even if I end up in the cop car
I
to pick myself up piece by piece
Little do you know
I need a little more time
Underneath it all I'm held captive by the hole inside
I've been holding
don't wanna leave
Let me kiss up on your legs you gone love it
I know I'm deep inside your head why you lying to me
Why you lying to me
I'm headed
Lil Momma
If you hold it down by you designer
Please don't make it hard to show my love
I done got addicted you're my drug
Lil Momma
If you hold it
to move your head
Get up out of submission. I'm counting heads, how many are left?
The fingers of one hand keep stretching. The fingers of both hands
Know me by the light of a fire shinin' bright,
Know me by your bed where I've lain
Know me, and you might, if just for a night
You'll know me by
let anybody tell you something else
Keep your head up like nothing ever needed help
And you'll rise up
Like a lion
And I'm always by your side
Another
up, put up, put up, get out! (get out!)
Listen up, give it up, as I drop hip hop some lines,
Better believe in me, cause I'm your last hope, life
How did I get here
It must be a dream
Five minutes ago
I was tucked up asleep
Everything's hazy
There's a lump on my head
I'd rather be
Back in bed
got insteads)
Either run the city with Funk Flex
Or take the whole world by the fucking neck
Hit shawty up for that good sex (sex)
When I pull up, ain't
around embodied it
I surrendered as the vessel now the message pouring in
Said they need the sharpest shooter so I came up off the bench
When the clock is
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