Lyrics:
People judging by the cover, thinkin’ I’m an easy lick
Until I pop out with the glicks (Bow, bow, bow)
With my brothers
They don’t mix
We don’t miss
Imma
, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
Uh uh
Yeah
Pray for my life
Can't talk to myself I'm too hard on my mind
I just walk by myself with one step at a time
No weapon aligned will prosper
have a little talk with my Jesus
Please let us tell Him all about our troubles
He will hear our faintest cry
He will answer by and by
Now when you
a joint from a pool tape
Down by law
I'm still reppin' the squad
Them summer nights was classic
We made heaven around a helluva time
To think about it
For
running out of time oh no
Do you know what the play is
I had to let you know
Before I gotta go
Just see me by the door
I'm texting him like do you love Me
the ticket
And when I hit the mic I can't be sober when I spit it
24 24, I just love February
I wanna look brandy as I'm getting Henny
Lift the bar, do a lot
that stuff gotta go
Usually when I pick up the mic
Something ill jumps out my mouth for that night
I like to talk about fact not fiction
I got
the good ol' days
Have a big hand shakin'
Sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan
And sing our cares away
Oh you talk about the good times
Talk
we guaranteed
When we find somebody else that's when we go our separates ways
But soon as it's over we do the same thang
We talk about the ones we love
things don't last forever
And yet, we would talk about raisin'
Raisin' our own children
Up on our shoulders
This would be when we were older
It's been
listening to her CD Collection, I inquiring about any
I didn't recognize, I put in Ten Thousand Maniacs Our Time in Eden album, informing
Her that I had all
Rascals running with teeth quechin' needed so can you...
Take me away
Take me to a place where our love must be alone, oh yeah
Take me away
Take
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
And just a little talk with Jesus made me whole
Now let us have a little talk with Jesus
Let us tell Him all about our troubles
He will hear our faintest
family, I love em in every way
Talks cheap, I give a damn bout what they say, say, yeah
Damnit we really on fire, told you it's really our time yeah
Written By: Ro’Canali
Uhh,
I love Houston
You love Houston
They love Houston
We all love Houston
I love Houston
You love Houston
They love
Hmmm
Yeah yea yea uh uh
It's too Easy
Lets talk about love
Its just time to spill my truth now
When it comes to your touch
I just cant get enough
You
niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
(I'm like Justin Timberlake compared to you little ass niggas, man)
(You know it ain't shit else to talk about
sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away"
Hey, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
Talk
Jewish side
Let’s talk straight
I don’t get what you Arabs are mad about
You want equal rights
and to live in our country but you don’t serve in
the morning with the same problems god
That's if I even wake up at all
I don't want to think about dying
If I say I hate my life Lord you know I love it
and sent her home
I talk straight facts cant say Im wrong
I see he green so imma play along
We know they on our line
Cant talk on the phone
Free Quavo!
Beat
Call from an ex, well she ain't my ex
She only worried that I make it next
Loves to admit about nights and our sex
To the group chat in her phone
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