Lyrics:
a big ass lesson we all go through
Friends you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all deceitful; I got shot up by a nigga I knew since
Yeah, Bread Winner bricklayer been my reflection
Bring in the load I'ma run off the extra
I'm who they want, everything I do special
Get what you want
Tracksuit in the boardroom
Hundred bands in the keys
Ever since I blew up
I feel like I'm 2Pac
They gon' give me group love like I'm Dru Hill
Sleeping in
the poor
And after all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin once more
I play it by ear, I love to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there
I'm watching my will
Rollin' down South Hill
Chasin' my heart around my chest
I'm missin' you still
Tears by the windowsill
You're leavin for
sitting by the ocean... (Love)
Sitting thinking about you (So in love)
To find how much I miss you and everything
Just wish you were here with me right now
enter the track
And find me in the 90s, listening to Dru Hill
Sisqo, getting with that Rhythm and Blues feel
I knew Seal, killing it with that sweet soul,
Checks on my checks imma get what I need
Like a jet or a house for my mama in the hills to my left
You can't flex
You off track
Night time shawty
She
"he cheated on her" just wasn't fucking true
Anyway, after that a few weeks went by before she let me see you
And she said it was because I still
hearts all alone
And they call heartbreak hill their home
Baby in time I'll get by
Then I'll learn not to cry
You lie to me but I love you still
So
Awww yeah
Mmmm, hmmm, hmmm
I'm talking about the power of love now
I'm gonna tell you what love can do
You know when they say love makes
Rhubarb Hill's the place to go
No TV or Stereo
It's easy, to be happy
On Rhubarb Hill
Rhubarb Hills the place to see
No-one tells you who to be
It's
Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
50 by 50 come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
sacrifice
Time we get it right no maybes no mights
Cause there is death followed by everlasting life
He is praiseworthy and of this I am certain
If you
Shawty winnin', ballin' out
Take a molly then I stall out
She tried to put my dogs in her dog house
When they smell fear you know they poppin' off
love
And choices and options
But there was a limit
You know
It was the drum gear
Or a video game system
I couldn't
It wasn't both
We couldn't afford
by my homey dru house to puff on the loop
Seen my little homey style who I ain't seen in a while
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Liquor sto',
ain’t all that I got
Baby you a catch you tryna get caught
Nothing getting by ya you can’t be bought
Never taking less than that’s what you taught
You
what they say to me
The FCC will not allow profanity
Your subject matter's too hard, make a love song
You better get real, come on
I ain't no lover,
Now you don't see me wearing no watches
Cause I ain't got no time
Dru-Drugs stay all in my body
I damn near done lost my mind
Cause I can't trust no
a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
'Cause I'm surrounded by
Too much hatred in the heartland, too much talking over me.
Look around and listen, I don't exist without you in my life.
I'm having a good time by
to to
With these locs love my dogs like the Blues Clues
So excuse you, I'm the reason for the fame
And all of a sudden, you ain't believing in the name
What?
FACTS
Tryna make 2 mil, vs. 2-nil
You think you real, Nah, I seen you pop a blue pill
Dude, chill, tell me what you want, this ain't Dru Hill
They ain't
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