Lyrics:
The way you keep lifted
So in love with your spirit
And the way you keep me flowing
I'm just here for the ride
Wherever this life takes us
Imma keep you by
the beam in his face put a tan on him
Lil nigga now you and your man gone
Might get hit with the Rico no Cameron
He ain't slide cause he knew he was'nt safe
I have this vision in my head
Of your little black suitcase lying on the bed
You standing by the window staring into space
Looking everywhere but
(What I thought)
Had your back, I was that guy
(What I thought)
Hated on me by my side (What I thought)
Roll off and laugh in the sky
Baby, I don't
I'm binded by my soul to
Make something they could hold
Who's that cat sittin in the back corner
With his face buried in his notebook
Who's that kid
me sorry for the dank
Someone in my bed girl tell me that it's you
Runnin through my head girl running out your shoes
Even if it's red girl tell me
Imagine you stuck by da code
Imagine da tone don't gotta reload
In a world without no cancer
Now da doctor giving up some answers
See my opps dying
hugs
And when I'm on the bill I fa' sho' fill the club
E'rybody know me, nigga I'm a star
Long beach Laker, see the faces in the car?
Pimpin' what it
don't have what you having
Face down and your ass erect, popped up imagine
How we could switch and do it fast, sometimes we do it slow
When I'm in it you
don't have what you having
Face down and your ass erect, popped up imagine
How we could switch and do it fast, sometimes we do it slow
When I'm in it you
her)
Painted lady passing by
(Like arrive derchi)
She looks into your eyes
(Like you wanna search me)
Are you more than just divine?
(Like you’re
yours!)
Suckers to the side, I know you hate my '98
(You're gonna get yours!)
Pullin' away every day
Leavin' you in the dust so you know I get paid
shoes and spit in your face
Disrespected yo bitch in your place
You still want a autograph? Gimme a break, I'm sick and disgraced
These niggas is fake,
You hear my name
You make a face
You may smile
Or keep it straight
Is this love
Or is this hate
You haven't talked to me in days
And that's
with a man in trouble
The beard on his face was all in a stubble
Runnin' from the law he was goin' ninety-nine,
I said hey-ey mister you're out
with a man in trouble
The beard on his face was all in a stubble
Runnin' from the law he was goin' ninety-nine,
I said hey-ey mister you're out
the world go by
As we float away
In slow motion
So special
It's so special
You the girl I see
I am your boy to be
I'm so happy
I'm so happy
That
of weeds which bear no living
You crush life in your fist as your heart is kissed by the lips
of death
Ghosts betray you, ghosts betray you, in the night
cars under
We'll leverage is a tool start from it
If your jewels out weigh you
Then you too far under the debt line
The get by any means necessary
Be
look
I feel my self in the zone
I get nervous when you call
So I say I'm not home
I see your face when I hear my favorite song
Should I send
see straight and I'm
Stressed, a lot goin' on in my head right now
I'm stressed, tired like I'm already dead by now
No, you won't break me,
I woke up with your voice
I can't see your face
through the door you entered by
when you say you're not here
when you say you won't hear
laying down
a murder show
I don't speak on shit I can't back up
Ain't gotta get full of shit for me to act up
Same niggas in your face, on your dick
Got they hands
would always last
Now your feeling empty
With a frown upon your face
The thought that makes you sick at night
Is I can't be replaced
I was never mad
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