Lyrics:
and neglected
Single but I don't think she wants to accept it
So she's still texting ex's trying to get this
Back on track but I don't think that she gets it
might just change, right?
Keep ya head to the sky)
Ya hear?
Keep ya head to the sky, not for a mystery God
But times are hard, take a look
a butterfly in springtime
Searching every field for
Lovin's sweetest rose
The embrace of many strangers
Still could not release her from the hold
In
Eating spoonfuls of hopeless
Perfecting the art of going
Through the motions
She don't know where she’s going
Just gonna start a new life
Make a name for
I ran thru my course I checked it of course
McDonald's you're gonna love
Dat baby ain't gimme no lovin I'm simpin like mr mclovin
She driving a Ford
the church choir
Used to ride in a Mercedes
Dropped the fast life
Got a four by, hit a one-eighty
Old friends ask what happened
She asks the band for
trust
But what she's hiding from has never been a mystery
What she's hiding from has never been a mystery
Listen as she sings
As though her dreams still
a fuckin movie
How I get hoes? It's a mystery, Scooby
How I get designer, VVS' on my jewelry?
Shawty want that diamond ring
Ooo she gettin moody
Yeah
walking by her
Don't seem to recognize
Beyond the black the beauty
That's glowing in her eyes
Come on and smile for me
My girl of mystery
I like the way
said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark
Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side
Still barrelhouse, If it's on the riverside, yeah
share of misery
No mystery my infamy got me in hip hop history
First Tupac died then Biggie died
And that greatly impacted me
Then history repeated
the time.
how your little heart is so blind
Are you one of these now,
Who still passing by?
And now you stop stop stop.
Buy her rose, she ain't got no home.
white but my dope ginger ale
Got fish by the scale
Shorty keep looking at me
And I kno that she lovin the way that I’m ballin
All this Givenchy on me
When
Intro:
There she is, T you gotta go talk to her.
Leave me alone
Just go talk to her
Nah man!
If you don't, I'm gonna talk to her for you.
Song:
stopped lovin' him
There's a place deep in her soul, a place she'll always hold
Only for him
Still, she gets down on her knees, prays that she won't be
cause she still God's baby
She the Church
Before you dis her get to know her
Jesus got a thing fo her and died just to show her
She the Church
She
expect nothin from no guy
She plays aggressive but she's still shy
But you'll never know her softer side, by lookin' in her eyes
Knowin' she can do for
Oh- oo- oh
I need to know
Baby if I be myself
Will you judge me
When time passes by
Baby will you still love me
She hit up my line and she tell me
to being lucky, she's cursed
When it comes to lovin' me, she's worst
But when it comes to being loved she's first
That's how I know
The first cut is
to being lucky, she's cursed
When it comes to lovin' me, she's worst
But when it comes to being loved she's first
That's how I know
The first cut is
Growing up in the alleyway behind bars
She knew this world is not enough
Now it's history
It's still a mystery
She sleeps in that world above blue
the beef, while I'm preparing the venison
They're sucking on my dick, just trying to stroke a comparison
A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine
Can't slow me
Wake up morning
Still got the scent of loving taste we made yeah
Can feel the breeze when I ride your wave
Had me drowning by your lips
You got me
by side on a real run
When I decide it's a home run
It's big win from my own wrongs
I got that from an icon
On bad days I still ride on
Strong waves
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