Lyrics:
you cappin
SRT don’t hit me
Hellcat fly fly right by that
Yea it’s like that - I got (yea)
(Hook)
Too much sauce on me I Swear to God
All this
all yours
Love don't cost a thing oh
But your love
Baby it cost too much
Fight for me
Make I show you love
In return you show me trust
Dance for me
Can
much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
There's nothing I love more than a Samuel
is cheap you'll get popped for a fee
My money went up i put golds on my teeth
Run the streets so much calluses on my feet
Bad manners use my hands when
running from home
Now I'm running to ya
I don't want the world anymore
I know that you won, you ain't giving up on my life
We lifting you up
Too much, too
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much, baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I
to the Germans
When we've definitely got them on the run-
Let us treat them very kindly as we would a valued friend
We might send them out some Bishops
maybe baby if you real then you should show me something
Young nigga 22 but feel like I done seen too much
Maybe the typa love I have for you is hard
Nigga what
I'm getting a digit up
You offended by my lyrics
You serious? Give it up
These niggas is bitch-spirited
Envious in the cut
My shot is
your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When
Could've been on first take
Passionate like Stephen A
Flows over Max K
No scholarship
But I got the wit to abolish it
By "it" I mean anything you talking
Much better today, much better today.
You'll be so much better.
I know about down and out.
I know about when it gets tough.
Losing my fight, can't see
dying young and poor
Either way don't give a fuck
You gon' find me northbound
With the shit, I'm in the shit
You know I love them gun sounds
7's cry, macs
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much, baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe
moon lighting
And Street Fightin' under new Bison
But when I pull out that AR? 15 nigga
I don't mean Ab so don't get too frightened
How you Tyson in this
What am I supposed to do if oppressive systems
Seem to be affirmed by my belief structures?
We say come as you are
But do we really mean it?
People
the topic I'm present (no cap)
You wanna kill d vibe I'm absent (for real)
Much talk no dey full basket
Got my Louis from vigil (Virgil)
Gucci for my G's
everything I got
I'm too too busy, I'm about to pop
Yo, yo, tell me when I'm done bro
This shit's way too much bro
Degree's something heavy
Damn If I ain't
things to tell us
And it seems like all too soon those kinds seem to die
Now Stephen Foster was one of these gifted people
He's down to earth songs
when the income is nothin'
And the heat never be on so get that heat from the oven
It's humility, still humanized by these memories
You and I could never
bills
In my fits
Flying downhill
Making love to the money
Touching in refined mitts
I done told her
You know where to find me
I done told the hoes quick
iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you'll play Whitney (all along)
If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That's how much I'm in love wit chu
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