Lyrics:
What more can I do?
I give this all to you
I know this much is true
My life
(Look at my life)
(See what I see)
What more can I say to you
You
What more can I do?
I give this all to you
I know this much is true
My life
(Look at my life)
(See what I see)
What more can I say to you
You
when I started smokin' that dank
Smokin' weed in public
Like fuck what you think
Shawty hit my Instagram
I hit the link
She takin' pictures with her
(Lil Wayne talking)
Fuck, Man I been on this block all day
Hot ??? my shirt, Hot
Boy that look like Baby
That ain't Baby
That is that nigga
various heads of state) votes will roll in, bucks will roll in, and, most
importantly, power will be maintained by the groovy guy (or gal) who gets
dances in your eyes
Just a t-shirt in the kitchen
With no make-up and a million
Other things that I could look at my whole life
A love like that makes
You can burn that now
[Chorus]
I Flow when I go
In flo' mo', In Flow motion
(Flow 'round by the wind)
I Flow when I go
In flo' mo', In Flow
It's that shit you on
What's that shit you on
Used to be bout base
Deep like baritone
Used to roam around alone
In my dome in a zone
Boned her
nappy-headed nigga Urban Kid Alanso dude
The good yute
Grew up in a m.a.a.d city a.k.a the Toronto zoo
"What you saying" is the motto goof
Anyways a niggas been
I do, baby)
(Hear me, when you do that slow cut, could you put that boom in it for me?)
Buss it!
I can hardly wait 'til we're alone in my room
You
smiled as if to say
"Hello, Haven't seen you on this bus before"
I gave her a look that said
"Huh, Life is funny, you never know what's in store
By
Betcha look good first thing in the morning
When you haven't even opened your eyes
Bet you're a 10/10 in your sweatpants
Rockin’ a t-shirt twice your size
Time to go, time to go, time to go
It's gon' be a bloody miracle
Now or never, God, if I had any blessings
Coming in my future, could you send 'em
know when the fetti stop
Every day my birthday, why the confetti stop?
She look good but she wear Fashion Nova
Took her shoppin', put her right in
good in that t-shirt
But I can promise you'd like it better on the floor
I'd have you like mhm mhm mhmmm
You'd have me like mhm mhm mhmmm
I'd have you
He's a phone call to his parents
He's a Bible by the bed
He's the t-shirt that I'm wearin'
He's the song stuck in my head
He's solid and he's
despite all the fights
California Blue Sky's YOU KNOW THATS RIGHT
This is a picture of the first days of my life
In the city I raised, that Right
Here's
of a good question to ask and answer to this, but what was really on my mind was that the week before I had myself been testing explosives in a parking lot in
praying he forgive my sins Even in a bucket still spin it like I'm in a Benz stop by the sto urban connection ion follow trends raised by them older heads
hard to enter rap just passin' by
XK8, it's all good, the next they hate
Was never the type of nigga that flexed his weight
See, frontin just ain't my
Chop these samples so clean they giving me Heartaches
(Ugh)
And My heart breaks
You know they say too much of a good thing is a Bad thing
(Well that's
haven't ran from shit
Since middle school track and field
So kiss my balls
And while you're there
Give me some oral
I met this girl in LA
She was kinda fine
don't be mad when you walk by and I smack that ugh
Earlier it was all good but now you gotta back that up
It's time to put 3zer into rotation
Or we could
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
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