Lyrics:
for shit, I just stay on my feet
I keep that bam tucked in Miami, gotta keep that heat
Saw I been ballin' for some years, don't wanna see 3-peat
I been
of rhymes
Chimes of tunes, sign of times by harry styles
With a Taylor up his ass
Tryna' rune tablets
Check to see
Kanye wrecks her feat
And you find me
know some real G's never shot or threw up a sign
But could kill three niggaz, just by using a line
And I, stay in my lane, so usually I'm
Writing rhymes,
I want you to be great
I see Divine in you
I spend my time just to vibe with you
I see the passion and I feel the fire in you
I recognize that I am
Can't be wastin' no time, I'ma cash at it
I just throw me one back, he wouldn't understand me High as fuck, I woke up on another planet
Two, three, just
while you jiggle with your bag
(sign ... our heart's are playing tag)
When you say (we just got to be home by twelve)
But don't I always say let's go
Turn you to an enemies
Cheat on me
I cheat on you just give me you
The same fucking energy
Front on my frenemies
Might fuck em one or two or three
You
saw me with my equations up by deci's
Dance with me, dance with me
Play that song like baby, one, two, three
Come here close and gimme your body
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
Cause, i got some time
For some other shit...
Like this..
*hook*
Bad bitch in shot-ty
cskin for top-py
Fast shift not slop-py
That is my hob-by(x3)
Night skies are on my mind
I wonder why you can't be mine
Imma lay here got lots of time
I can't find another one of a kind
Learning to control all
a sweetness to it that most males lacked.
He moved with grace and was able to moonwalk by the time he was three.
As Kevin grew with talent, Dr. Abe Sacrabin
already know it I am done
Down and dirty by the dozen
Man I gotta tell ya cousin
All that 3rd grade whining isn't my idea of fun
Apologies are lost on you
home.
I keep the weed just to keep her stoned, huh
And I'd fuck and be out 'fore dawn, huh.
I gotta page from another homegirl named Shy.
Baby
hoopdie
Overwhelmed with deaf screams
Escapes by playing video games past 3
But was I playing them or were they playing me
Robbing me of money, time
slow
I don't want to sign off, I don't want to sign off
Heard what they've been through, Heard what they've been through
I been standing by, I've been
flop
Labels just begging me to sign by the dot
Chicks in DMs trying to ride on the yacht
We ain't in a rush you can stand at the dock
And to the jocks,
the one to be caught sleeping
By another fool out creeping
While I'm chilling getting sweeted
I'm coming down real shiny like candy paint
'Bout three
in my bag now the price exclusive (It's going up)
Name another act that incites a movement (fire)
I don't have to rap I just write the blueprint
I just
he with the one time
We just do the damn damn thang when it's crunch time
It just be that boom boom bap bap bap
It just be that boom boom bap bap bap
the time wit us, yeah
Nine figures, yeah
Nine figures
Independent but they still wanna sign wit us
So much money on my mind that's what I figure
If you
the letter you wrote me
It still smells just like you
Damn those sweet memories
How do you how do you sleep?
How do you sleep?
Tried my best at movin'
just wait like victims
I'll find out what they're up to
I'm so frightened please don't leave me!
We must know what their next move is
Laura, they don't
the south 3rd ward calliope
(fiend)
I dropped on the streets
Like cocked 9's or spray painted stop signs
Niggas gettin knock down
Needles in white lines
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