Lyrics:
This song was manifested by myself and many others
Scratching the surface, how did it get this hard?
I'm finding my purpose no matter where you are
fly
I might need a parachute
Cos' you make me feel so high
Love never fade unless it's fake
I want you all by myself
Q's L I K E
Why now? Why you never
rapping?, I am not amused
I am the action that done made the bruise
Look at me counting on my ones and twos, patient and quiet on my p's q's
I only talk
Ms independent needs nobody to do for her
Just wants somebody to do with
A conversation that grown men get
So I stay on my P's and Q's like a print
everything that you have tried
And I've been accepted where you've been denied
I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S
Here to run down a rhyme at your request
I
I am trying to live perfection
I am running without direction
But there's nothing in this world that can compare to Your word
Your arms are open
I am trying to live perfection
I am running without direction
But there's nothing in this world that can compare to Your word
Your arms are open
No tarot card could pull me
In the right direction
And you manipulated the whole situation
They need someone to follow
And I can't stand to stand by
don't miss)
Every time I pull up to your place I be leaving by 3
Trust me
And I can't even be angry cause we always vibing (Yeah yeah)
Looking for
motherfucker
I'm ruin you by twelve o'clock tomorrow
Not a scholar of my vengeance, I'm as spiteful as my father
I forgot his birthday back when I was ten, he
"i feel like you got something going on don't give up"
hook (køra)
when the world has gone hazey and I lose my mind
i'm the only one that sticks by
I gotta close the window before I record
Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Keep your girl
I gotta close the window before I record
'Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Keep your girl
Pitbull slash Q-Bon
Yo
One time for Heavy Management, Baja Pantie
Them 6 - 7 Boys
Welcome to Miami where them boys used to touch tourists on a daily
Point me in a new direction
I’m tired of wondering why
Why I’m going anywhere but here
You won’t tell me why
You don’t want me by your side
But my
down I've fallen down again
Deceived by my own reflection
Like a stranger in a foreign land
I'm lost I need Your direction
All around me things are
hard lessons
Struggle on the come up, I reiterate I need direction
Last shall be 1st
Always putting in work
Finally found my worth
I'm just taking ya'll
Trapped in a Paradox
Losing my direction now I'm feeling so lost
She's giving me directions but I don't know the cost
We only started talking that
They're all going in different directions
I see them strolling by and my heart splinters like a flame
Turning black baby
Turning black I know
Everything
This is a new fresh start
For u and your fam
I'm getting the funds
The money for mom
The rest for the grams
Been told by god
Smoke upsome pod
I
I've lost all my directions.
But, baby, when you came my way,
I thought I had found perfection.
But a strong wind came into my life,
It surely took
acknowledge it
Flow is crazy I'm saucing
Flying by on a rope swing
Wind blowing you talking but I don't see no walking
You crazy boy
You aint making noise
I be
always down to ride
Knowing if i needed any help
they would be by my side
Erica said you gone be successful
You just gotta try
Always stayed realistic with
yo' songs are all dookie
Cookin' his shit up like it's chicken noodle soup
Can't fuck with a nigga that ain't on his P's and Q's
Carti' the lens and I
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