Lyrics:
beaten down cursed by this sport
These losses were punching me right in my throat
To the point where I thought hell was the tennis court
Yeah, it's
been drinking lean, pull the fours out (fours out)
Glock in my coat when it cold out (cold out)
Damn, VV, what you know 'bout? (Bling)
I used to be
the money!)
If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In
the money!)
If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In
Space, Age-in baby
Right right right right
One time
Beyotch
Yeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire!
From
on agua
And your stomach on flat-flat
And your ass on "What's that?"
And, yeah, I need it all right now
Last year I had drama, girl, not right now
I
To get your head flown boy, you must be loc' on sess
Cause many often wonder is M.D. paid
You're God damn right punk, stay outta my way
Cause I clock G's
Something's got a hold on me
(Oh, it must be love)
Something's got a hold on me right now child
(Yeah, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I never felt
To get your head flown boy, you must be loc' on sess
Cause many often wonder is M.D. paid
You're God damn right punk, stay outta my way
Cause I clock G's
You can get it Right noooow
Talkin all freaky when I see you
You better be ready
You can get it Right noooow
In the kitchen by the stove just like
We good
Yo I need to clear the air Right now for em
You got it misunderstood
And I don't know how Much long you think you Goin get away with it
it to the other strip (woo)
Call me anything don't call me by my government (woo)
'Cause when I'm out 'chea in the jungle we be sellin' bricks (ugh)
make her dance No Juicy
But I'm so fresh it look like they juiced me
F.L.Y. til I D.I.E.
Balling by my lonely in my own league
Run it like the Point
at last
Must you write it off for the impossible soul?
And I was in a dream, I was gone away without you, but not too slow
Lest I put it off, for I put
and you're ready to play
Put Flat Earth in the title then you shills get paid
It's as easy as that, just google hangouts all day
Keep it kosher and bash
right now, child (oh, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I've got a feeling, I feel so strange
Everything about me seems to have changed
Step by
right now, child (oh, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I've got a feeling, I feel so strange
Everything about me seems to have changed
Step by
Deep in the mind that wide opens
Right here we stand alive, we live focused
We open-minded, still we die hopeless
With our pride broken and bullet
One two (nitty gritty) three
Get right down to the real nitty gritty
One two three four
Something's got a hold on me
Yeah must be love
out the best in me
And any fool could see, that you and me
O-o-oh, we must be, we must be doin' somethin' right
And it's all so amazing
How the years
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
her promise looks can be deceiving
Grab her by the hand ask her will you leave with me this evening
Snatched her hand away and said silly nigga must be
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
roll it
I put my hand there, hold it
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
Lighters up, lighters up
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