Lyrics:
strumming on that old guitar
And we, were looking for the northern star
And midnight played like a drive in scene
You were doing Liz Taylor
I was doing James
single day
Everything will be OK
And reality's a dream if we believe
If we believe
If we believe
It's a sweet life
A sweet life
A sweet life
For you and I
know you
Dream about me
And it turns me on to think about it
This is the finest game
It ain't even got a name
I just wanna see how far it takes us
That I'm loved by you?
Is it true
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
That I'm loved by you?
You say I'm aggressive, but that's not very nice
You think
the owners you wanting her back
But she don't want it to be
I won't say much
The givenchy drip talk
Its based in hard work so you better believe
Went all legit
your memory
It will seem sweet compared with what comes after
The trick is keeping that in mind
Right now
In this moment
No matter how bad it is"
"What
(Hello this is a prepaid collect call from Moosa) praise my Lord (how it feel?)
Praise my Lord (how it feel?)
Praise my Lord (how it feel?)
Praise
the plane take off, my seats are reclining
Asked how to be a boss, the secret is timing
Ain't a boss if your reefer is quite
Your cheese declining
You
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
President to lead the way
Well, it just might be yourself one day
Then the press'll distort everything you say
YW&D:So jump in your plane and fly away
miserable, but none cares me
That's not good, I wanna be more popular
Now it's coming back strong, new Jes style again(Uh)
My production of songs is
found the word
Oh it's wonderful to be loved by you
It's wonderful to be needed by you
So much pride is what I felt inside
When from the hopeful ?
This is not a dream
What's happening to this place?
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)
Cross on neck for the ones I hate (Cross)
Friday's here, got
til it's humbling
Think you grounded and get punished
This the second time Slay needed my two
Cents to keep it a hundred
How you want it? Fake and be
the light
Genius ain't measured by some school district marks
Baby go head, show the universe a champion
The 144000? It can't be them!
Young mastered
thoughts, try to figure out
Soon you’ll be out, it’ll be my fault
You’re in the clouds, I ain’t your clown
This way is how I want to be, don’t play with me
out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls
and sweet I call it lemonade
Since I'm the man now I let my balls swang
Head out the window where my dogs at...
No barks no where because I ain't got em
You
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
your jealousy as you're watching (I see you watching)
You're watching (it's all good)
It's kinda sexy to me (I love it)
How you're watching, you
And who would I be to crush her dreams
That's not my job
It ain't my thing
You ain't my gang
The fuck you mean
I be healing my pain when i be geeked
Cuz I
John Wayne
And rick james
Cuz I tame
And I flame
But I don't play no games
But I do
And I'm smooth
And I don't play by rules
And if you confused
This is
And how I held your hand if you do, please understand
I wanna be loved by somebody
Who's strong enough for me
I want to be free with my feelings
three
Sweetheart you seem so sweet and I saw us together in my dreams
But now all you do is toy with me
How can that be
I thought you fucking loved me
I
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