Lyrics:
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
to blink as
It passed right by me
I reflect on the past and remember
Going to my first dance
And how all you did was laugh with me
Imagine being on top
see just what you want to see
Who's to blame?
Love is love by any name
Who's to blame?
Lipstick Lies won't hide the truth
They won't keep you
the fast lane
Hoping that I might just pass game
Might be starting to attract fame
Sorry you don't move at my speed
Riding round in my new whip
No side piece
lifer I never co-pilot
On my toes even when it's hostile
Man you won't find another so nice
I mean God damn
Ng'yekeleni, ng'yekeleni
Y'all can't keep up
down, unh
Speed up, all she do is speed up
Laughing all the way, knowing I will never keep up
You playin' though
Won't you slow down, baby, slow down
I
I go by Loyalty
Chrome Hearts and jewelry, highway in fast speed
I'm too turnt getting money, that's my only option
You want a feature, deposit, I
(I`m gonna buy me a gun)
Food and Sex
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
And it don`t stop, and it won`t quit
(I`m gonna buy me a gun)
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Won't succeed being an
Artist as much as being a politician i
Have no room for anybody lacking compassion
For themselves you must respect
Yourself put
get it by myself by my
I can love you love you better baby
I can love you love you better baby
Speed it up
I don’t wanna fool around
‘Cause I’m down
this I won't apologize
Because I leave scars!!!
I promise you agony
If you attempt to intervene
Just pay attention to yourself,
and start to fly
I'm seeing building passing by Im moving at the speed of light
Im reaching through the cloud and dapping up my homies jesus christ
Yeah I
the chimney
The semi safe off if they won’t you to see me
Black Lamborghini
And the rough plaided leather and black
I can’t take to the cases that I beat in
won't let em pirate
On my wave own you can see that its vibrant
I just been sitting and watching my timing
Fly
I'm on my plane and I feel like the pilot
you sex me…
Dead soul
We tied in
Don't you panic
Won't trip about nun
Cause I been on my man shit
Toxic energy
Come back let you have it
The pilot of my
Swervin' out in traffic by the way
Princess 'Rari, watch me speed
Pink flip phone look like some lean
Shawty mad at me, but she won't leave
Swervin' out in
the summary
Mistakes from last year won't last around here
Inspired by my peers
Working out here
Income ideas
Income per diem
I got nothing left to talk about
've had it up to here
Cause your heart keep getting colder by the years
When you mad enough to scream
But yet you sad enough to tear you on the edge
I
And I'm a fan first
But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn
You deserve this disservice
I put this man in ERs if he don't got no man
And I'll be back here before you know
So how about it Mr. Pilot, won't you let my people go?
Hungry now get a bite to eat
And the pilot sits down
Running it, running it
Got that bag I won't fumble it
Up all night
Tryna get this work done
I know how it feels when you worth nun
Hold on, wait, take
thought I’d have the currency to fly
I’m in my bag
A lady can’t take my modjo so bring that back
You might get whiplash tryna live my raps
Fuck your speed
that's for sure
More and more
Mi amor
Mi amor
In a High Speed Chase
Tryna run away
Can't live with regrets baby
There's no one to blame, no
There's
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