Lyrics:
you had my heart from the start so I'm in it to the end
It's the weekend, it's Whataburger time
Let's go out to eat and have a good night
Girl, I love
in, no I'm never settling
Son of man son of man, told me let go of the luggage then reach with other hand
Son of man son of man, now I look back, with
to me
My protector, backbone, my lover you that hand I need
Yeah
And shit I took that from the heart
Body to body I feel heat
But I feel cold up in that
And when we go on night patrol
We hold each other's hands
We are the British Army and we're
Here to take your land
My good friend Sammy, he's in the DUP
(I
by now
Tryin' to get paid and stay away from old sites
Find my place in life plus I like to hold mics
It might be seven whole days and seven whole
role in your bed when your thug ain't there
Somewhere around ladies know I get lonely and proud
Open my file baby you should know me by now
Tryin'
Good morning Mr President will you sign this grave
This hole in my pocket is a hole in my face
A bad heart is a bad surprise
This black is a fact
too fast,
Hold my hand,
There is nothing to fear
And the sparks of love
From your eyes
Brings your heart closer to mine
Warmth of my hand in yours
hand, made me another band for every tear that I shed
Cuz after my cap and gown, I couldn't mess around, had to rethink what I'm doing instead
Truth is I
a guitar on that shit, yeah
You got this shit now rappin' hard, yeah
I swear I'm sorry, but that's so, so little
I said I feel it in my heart, she said she
don't wait up at night for me, no more
I make excuses to the hat-rack by the door
My kind of happiness has finally come
Bet you know, it's kinda sad
my life is passing by
I'm begging to understand why
It belongs to you, the one
Who hands me roses instead of a gun
Don't you want to stay the same
Hatred in your heart
The love wasn't reality
It was my fault
I let you in too close to me
Been letting my past get the best of me
It's getting hard trying
It's 2AM
And this old bar is closing
He knows the partners
Have been chosen
But in the corner both
He spots lonely youth
And he catches her eye
runnin out
Precious time is a grain of sand
Ignored by the hand
(Work hard man everyday)
Work hard man everyday (for who?)
For another man's plan
Man
seemed like I got bad luck every single time that I got served a hand
I won't reminisce on them petty days when I was flipping patties in a burger stand
My
Fucken note to self
And you know it is
Getting dry in my bank account
But I got love so I
Hand it out (yeah I got your back!)
If you got trouble
Then we
every day is damn good for the heart
And she said I'm not tryin' to preach, but it's just my own two cents
That the prize is lookin' back and knowin' it
like this
Nasir
Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand
Won't you come and chill out with the Virgo
Hey girl, just come and hold my hand
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
Went back in time,
When your hand was mine
And all I wanted
Was you by my side
I went back time
So I could realize
All the games you play
Did not
pretty funny
I never learned to take my time
Always acting crazy or a little shady
Then I put it in a rhyme
Slap it on a beat then blast it on the speakers
my breath
When my enemies succeed in my assassination
Thoughts of death is it the
Future of my imagination
Before they put me in the
Dirt I'm squeezin'
will have my heart
So do you really want that
If you do then
I guess you didn't love me
Love me at all
Could you take seein' me with someone
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