Lyrics:
a fuck what i'm drivin'
Houston on that lit shit man it's time to go
All my ladies in the club shake some ass drop it low
Call me Outkast, I'm just so
/ but let me reminisce/ this shit/ n spray it/ in second grade these lil bitches went in my desk/ accused me of stealin this girl Ashely’s crayons it was
niggas missing
And I'm whipping like I'm gifted
You can catch me in the kitchen, hey
I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle
I put it down and then
on the banjo Joe
So he's in next door I can hear him through the wall
He's giving it his best I wish he'd take a rest
When the playing stops it's such a big
help from my friends
I found the light in the tunnel at the end
Now you're calling me up on the phone
So you can have a little wine and a moan
or that
I can't go it's way too soon
It's not me it's always you
Cold hearts, make me feel safe
I want you to come over
So in love, don't need closure
say im a pro
Then im right out the door lil dirty ass bastard who aint got no soul
Cant give love to a hoe cause I dont got it in me
This hollow heart
Opening up my fucking scars
Maybe someday I'll be someone
I've always tried to enjoy my music
But everybody rock the boat
And make me drown
But the coolie didn't get it, he was impossible to fix
As the years went by forever, in our island paradise
I would feel it as a prison, stuck with
it to me in powder and imma change it into crack
I'm tryna change my life but I'm tired of bein broke
that's why I post up with my niggaz and we hustle
love and - love and happiness
Something's going wrong
Someone's on the phone
Three o'clock in the mornin' well
Talkin' 'bout how she can make it
kissed me by his car
And now I'm sick inside
Yeah it makes me wanna cry
I'm so sorry about last night
It happened so fast
I wanted it to last
In
It ain't a day that go by that I don't think about you
Don't play around with love, under the love spell
(Yeah, women are smart, women are smart)
enough
Told me she was just outside
It ain't adding up
Which friend was in the ride
It ain't adding up
Call her up if you ain't lying
It ain't adding up
Hope that you'll forgive me for my past
We can put our hands around the flame to make it last (make it last)
I hate it takes for me to lose you
Man I'm gonna do my thang, get up!
It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man, get up!
Trust me homie I'm not playin', get up!
Now get on the dance
in
Posted up rolling woods with a couple friends
If we let you roll the wood don't roll it thin
Better roll that shit fucking fat like a rolling pin
to make that big of a move
Growing up and I ain't got that much options
Feelings too heavy it's making me nauseous
Who am I to try to stop it?
Aye
Eyes are
a hood negus
Bi**h we made it Dont you Love a hood negus
We some made men You gotta Love a hood negus
I remember as a youngan' in the struggle it was
numbersthat I never saved
Tell me they love me and think that I’m brave
Keeping it honest I’m loving the praise but I barely reply when I’m stuck in a maze
we gone make it count
Cause you know that karma come around
Because this time I really got hurt
So universe don't let me down
Turn all of that nonsense
it's a lot of trapping
We hop on a song automatic classic
You try to rob shit gone end tragic
Me and twoshot gone up on ya ass and start blasting
Hollow
I don't talk that foolery
This is mine, my ode to me
I'm all tied up and I can't make my mind up
I'm deserving but I'm in this ditch, can't climb up
My heart's too cold, freezing in my chest
Yeah, I did fall in love with you
But loving me won't do no good for you
I'm too broken nothing in it for
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