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You Know I Wanna Be Honest With You Women So Ima Start Off Like This
[Verse: Drake]
Uh Look, I'm Bold From The Get Go
Go By The Title Of Drake
All I ask for the truth and the loot
Provide what's on the rider
Give me gas for the coupe
The dash sixty-five
The sound so alive
The loud in
All I ask for the truth and the loot
Provide what's on the rider
Give me gas for the coupe
The dash sixty-five
The sound so alive
The loud in
to my late bro redd moolah of krewmafia no more worries bro keep smiling on me, ugh huh
And now we are here the 4th quarter dec 15
5 albums 1 year
Using
as fakes,
For those who stuck by me over time I put yours over mine,
Don't have to speak your names you know my mind,
In this simple game of respect it's
to the light of the tropical moon
i feel time and space collide
set your mind at ease
staring at the sea
simple life can be
living day by day like your on vacay
at my mind on money that's all I see
Calling my plug like dispatch I'll cop a 3-5 that's all I need
Back on the road
She said she love me I told her its
of things
Intimate themes made for interesting sixteens
And I was fifteen when I heard Rhyme Goes On
By Eric B and Rakim, my mind grew numb
I was in awe
it sturdy
Chickenpox, they been itching for the new Smi
I said okay, fuck it
November I'm droppin' on the 8th like a Tre 5, Smino noir
Album sound like
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
of mind?
All you need to do is let us lead the way
[ Vidal Prevost ]
It's real simple, man
Follow the boss and you will never get lost like what
[
that I will never fly
And when I fall out of the sky
Who'll be standing by
Will you be standing by
She keeps her hair simple and plain
She never
quiker then a {O.G.}
Ferrari and Charli and Jody move like a {O.G.}
Ol' Wizzy and Ronnie is gettin money like a {O.G.}
V-I-T-A and PJ's a {O.G.}
All
off some the time, take you down one at a time
I'm be known for fucking over your whole album
Who want my rhyme?
Keep declining, I'm keep climbing
fool! I mean, it's not like your going to have five
sides to an album, is it? Silly billy... Anyway, fourth side... only recorded on the album. Mmmm Hmmm!
forget the simple life
I’m alluring luring the night
Disappearing from the light
I know you know it’s time
Deep breath now count to five
I remember
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Records representative]
What time it is then, right?
[James A. Smith]
It's time to mix 5th Ward, South Park and 69th Curbs
And really let
on the V
Wallin' in the whip, let's talk politics
They say niggas from New York is saw by the flip
I got gas in the range, cash on the chain
And I'm flying
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
in the blue flame all in the six
With my mind on my money and my money on my brain
Last thing he know all these hoes ain't use to know me now they
mind when bitches hating
She look and snap
So when you see her, know that she taken
5'5" chinky brown eyes
Look like she Asian
With her hair braided
to feel I don't know you
I want you by my side like twenty five eight
But im knowing that you can't
Maybe you can make some time for ol me
Come gimme allat
to no good the whole world would ask us
And when the girls would walk by we would try to catch their eye
And if they didn't show face we would act
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