Lyrics:
Warming up my heart
With your smoke from nicotine
She's love lean
In a few years time
We will separate
Because your lung goes away
By the way
I don't
live my life by now
It's time by my count
So
Bye now
Thank You
PrimeTime
For this
Insightful
Bible
I live by now
Haters bow down
I'm a family guy and
I
is just a little
more time
Every moments passing by
Everyday look at
yourself and smile
Hoping things will go your way
Maybe I can live
forever on my
I'm dying to get rich (I'm bout that money!)
And by that I mean that really I'm not going out for shit (Ok daddy!)
Look, it's 24 hours til I'm in your
left my head to turn and look back
Every second page is anthem
Perfected writ mood
In the perfect world I set the perfect mood
And in perverted abodes, I
lying in the wreck.
Changing the shape,
Folding like an envelope to keep each other in.
Shattered glass, broken looks, and mascara gets
Washed away by
Yeah yeah
I'm scared to be scarred
By us by love
I don't wanna get hurt no
I don't wanna get no no no
In this life you only get one chance
To figure
need a tan in the winter
Mind strong and powerful now a cypher can't enter
(I'm black)
And I don't need jewelry to shine
Look in my skin color is
deeper
Hey, yeah
You gotta love with your life
Like a fire burning strong
Till the night has come and gone
There's a hope that lives in you
You
I said girl I like your vibe
And a nigga always say your vibe
Cause I'm stuck when I look in your eyes
Don't take me by surprise
I'm gon be stuck in
by his ride, learn from his Wise
So when we talking look me right in my eyes, word from the wise
Most of my guys is locked, some of them died
Just
your sun
Whist the planets they turn
No I'll never
I'll never look away
I'll be by your side
Everyday and every night
Yeah I'll always
Be here by your
I showed love to niggas That done hit below the belt
I fed a couple niggas That was bad for my health
Nobody helped me out So I did it for myself
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
Ayo, this song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And have no idea what it's like to be broke
if your purpose
Is just perfect potential?
Did you live up to it
Is you just doin' the minimum?
Used to get fifty views
Now they need Peggy's momentum
the pile
Wonder what it's like to live
Your whole life in denial
Bags under my eyes, I've been up late
Past catching up to me, I gotta way
I've been doing
I think I know where all my problems come from (California)
I never really had the guts to look under that log
I need them all, all, all to love me
back now I can understand
I was
Killed by desire
Killed by desire
Running through my mind but I make no sense
It's hard to live lives on both sides
Doing what they love when they never ever say die
Hate it or love it
Bad people bad energy
Ain't in your budget, black Beatles bank Treasury
Live it
So lovely the blue sky looks and so lovely the things around.
See love glittered my eyes and happiness surrounds.
It seems in a moment everything has
to live out all the stuff
That I'm learning it's all new
So, I'm passionate about it
I rapped it in every verse
I never heard of this stuff before
So it's
differences cease?
To make our bonds and love increase
And live together with release?"
The Russian looks at her with sorrow
And says: "Our plan is for
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