Lyrics:
just pick a lane
Lot to do, and a lot to see
I'm just glad that I've got you all to me
Up, down, sideways
Life pass on the highways
Free from all
to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
That ain't the half, shit get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
Yeah, what's up babygirl?
I got a little question I want to ask
You know what I'm sayin'
I want to know if you can
Uh- if you can get away
Cause you
got it
I got it
By his grace
You can tell that I got it
Giving thanks
Cause I know that I got it
I got the juice
I got that cool
I got the truth
I got
, don’t get carried away
I promise… Oh, and by the way
Don’t get carried away, don’t get carried away
I’m sorry for the cussing… I know you hate that
Don’t
Run away run away get high
You are gonna, do things just
To get by and you know
Ain't no favors, in the real
World you got to get yours and
I got
a lot of people changing right before my eyes
Tell me that you got me, but I know it's all lies
So, when it goes down there ain't not tears in my eyes
I
away come on now baby
Walk away
I said listen to me
Walk away baby baby
Now I've got something that I want to tell you
Walk away
Ah no walk away
telegram
Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky track
Bang ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We
But this loneliness inside of me says
I got to get to California right away
Oh, I got to get to California
I wish I was there by my baby's side
Lord,
can't let you get away
I see you walking by like everyday
Keep saying to myself that this is the day
That I can let you know
That I can't let you get away
myself to snot and dirty socks
Standing here alone cause I feel that I deserve to be
All by myself, yeah, yeah, all by myself
All by myself, yeah, yeah,
[Akon:]
I used to tell my homie
Slow down time after time
But he never would listen
Until he got some time
The life that he was living
I knew it
needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man
(Classic man) That's on my mama though
I got piranha flow,
find a room full of liquor and I dive in
And I find a groove and a rhythm I'ma ride it
I'ma feel that wave feel that breeze got me vibin
Now she
'm hella' high
Wish I could fly away
Fly away, Wish I could fly away
In the field with that tool man
I ain't got shit to lose
Out here trapping like a fool
me the
First sign of trouble I'd flee
Thank God I'm finally free that's real
Lord I pray you wash away
All these things i've got on me Cause
I
thinking, got me thinking
Stacking every dollar that I'm making, I'm making
I smoke, you smoke, we smoke, let's smoke, away we go
I smoke, you smoke, we
gon' be starin' (bitch, bitch)
Really wasn't gon' do this, last year I said that's it
But I'm back like bing bong, Nems got me sayin' that shit (fuck
won't feel alone
Time to tell the story that I never told feeling cold
But I got the music to lose it to when I'm in the zone
Way away away away away ah
('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was
(gimme dat)
Gimme dat (gimme dat)
Gimme that power to walk away
When another God wants to take Your place
As much of you as I can take
Gimme dat,
play around
Cover much grounds
Got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think
that I can rock a funk rhyme
Hey yo, ice-cube chillin
Cause we got the gats and knack to see the kids top billin
Impressionalist, not
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