Lyrics:
I know this feelings mutual, Day by Day
Just love your ways your mind
I know this feelings mutual, Day by Day
Just love your ways your mind
Daydream
(Oh boy)
[Chorus]
[Pimp C]
Peep up in this game and this thing is so demandin'
I'm comin' up (choppin' on dubs and showin' 'em love
A lip brush is sense less some pimp shit
A women hates a man and stays
With him for many years
Tell him she loves him and be jealous of him
Now lame is
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose or guns
Covid fucked up business, families running outta funds
Bodies of Native
Hank's and new MC Breed's
Remember?
And the Sean P's who speak that raw
J Dilla got all beat makеrs still in awe
I'm not a pimp but Pimp C forever UGK
Rеst
phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is
Is what I did yesterday it ain't gon' change today
And if I cain't knock you I bet I get her
Cause I'm a hard workin pimp, I'm not a quitter
the same (look, you gotta trust me)
All you wanna do, wanna do, is pimp and just play games
Couple of weeks later met her up at the mall
Looking sad
it on my own
I don't need no help
Please leave me alone
I'm just doing me
I'm fine by myself
In a whole other zone
Ambition is feeling
The spirit is
it around my brain
I thought it was love
You left me to feel the pain
It is what it is, fuck it, I can't complain
Yeah, dead wrong ain't no way
For
the price
Running outta luck, I'll see you in the afterlife
Nothing gonna separate us
Death after death and life after life Eternal love is here
Stuck
conscious rap become corny?
Why should I let the corporates defy me?
Radio suckers never play me
But that's the HI 5@9, that shit is crazy
I feel alone in
big trick
See I was born to pimp for this shit
MJG equipped for this shit
Ain't no niggas in here found time
Fake ass niggas is scared of my rhyme
Pimp
Born in that’s the mutha fuckin’ difference
Truth be told my mouthpiece too cold
Pimp game strong but I don’t love these hoes
Not ya average
Had to crack
Ride like I'm driving Miss Daisy
My class is G like Mercedes
My glasses made by Versace
Late night we staying straight faded
We can't maintain
rather wait
If I give you my emotion, first day, fuck you gon' chase?
I'm a pimp by nature, baby, in and out the state
So I play games, lead you on ad
purse
Lay up in ya yard, rob ya when ya go to church
Ya love white tees now ya face on the shirt
Black tee, black beat, trapping on the front street
is Dollar ain't the same
Ever since I started Nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that
You got love in your heart
Uh uh ohh
You got love by your side
Uh uh ohh ohh oh
You got love till you die
Uh uh ohh
Tell me what to do
Ahhhhhh
What
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see—and
I do me, I ain't never give a fuck about the next wave
I done seen so many entertainers come and go
So I'ma blow up while the street is like a sex
My name is Kweli and I love to spit it homie
I rap about love and life, ladies get to know me
If you feelin' lonely, I can be your one and only
I put
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
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