Lyrics:
Midnight, Marana, why bother
The cannon fodder has faltered,
The lies we accepted, done caught us
Low-key, we hoping we rise
Low-key, adora your mind
Tale of the physical trait
Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate
Your mainframe
All speaking on running this thang
Five J's in the house
keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit your fam' by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned
keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit your fam' by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned
“Ahh!
Hold Up’Z! Take A BrEEz3.
Take @ Chilly-Pilly-Crystal
GoT$ 2 Take iT Easy!
Quick-Sanitize-CheCk3rz!
Wallet, Phone, Car-Keys!
(‘YUP!’)
Everyday
a move)
Tired of stressin over you
When a nigga first met cha
Girl I felt a vibe had me staring in Your brown eyes (brown eyes)
You intrigued me with
still here? still lending me both your ears
Waiting on the next rhyme hangin on on every line
Everytime I put my pen to paper which is off-white by
Ima put it all in a song
Yo ass was cancer
Get a new man he'll be gone
Chris brown he a dancer
I'm in my feelings from bitches
I hate the fact that I
ain't got too much to say now
Your body is my playground
I'm Chris Brown when I take you down!
Who can do ya body like me? (Nobody!)
Show you that I don't
shoes
Pay back like James brown
I'm about to bust a move
Ghetto superstar
Shine afar like the northern star
Broadway more broad
Fill the gaps with baps
my heart sweats when she says
Strip me down to my birthday dress (birthday dress, birthday dress)
I'll strip you down to your birthday dress (birthday
and mumblin'
Cuz I'm just trynna find my way into your heart
Can I tell you somethin'
Seems like your smile alone opens every vessel in my heart
The flame you
with a kiss kiss
Chris Brown with the Kit Kat
Beat the pussy up dead flat
On yo Punk Shit yeah I did that
Wearing Thrasher but you dead trash
Come
somethin'
Do you drink, do you smoke?
I could tell by your purse and your shoes you ain't broke
Hang with me, the first thing you do is get stuck
Take you
your heart, I promise you,
In this, our "two by four" town,
"Welcome" on the door town,
If you'll make it your town, too.
(Musical interlude)
You
Brown In between the sheets
I’m still a growing kidd girl I love to eat
We can get a suite
Baby peep my vision
We ain’t gotta speak
But that is your
mistakes because denial how i decide
Trap inside a cave yep I was blinding yep by d light
That pillow talk will really have you sleeping Better b quiet
Be
Moonlight in the skies
Ma heart finda love
What i have is mine
Touching me the skies
Love is having by
Not to say goodbye
Black is just alive
Black
we can't trust the police
I'm pourin' out my heart all on these keys
I'm spilling all the shit that they won't ever say for free
I'd like to think
tell ya right now, when it's on it's nothin
720 get to bustin
[Verse 2 - Sekou 720]
Oh my gangstaness
All the anger in my heart who we thank for
you see you're family houses raided
Saying Wealth we dream of
To bring the self esteem up
You kneeling down to pray
Your girl just want that wedding
and trappin and trappin and trappin
Finessin and trappin, yeah
Finessin and trappin, whoa
Drinkin on Lean by the four (whoa)
Anywhere I go, I glow (whoa)
flying around like an eagle
Next thing you hear he a rapper and a singer
Bitch please I manifest my destiny Your two tone Lexus don't really impress me
have lost me
But I'm not catching up with
Them over hot tea
I got one bottle got two bottles not three
I just need my family (forever)
Your old fling
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