Lyrics:
Here we go
Come with me
There's a world out there that we should see
Take my hand (take my hand)
Close your eyes (close your eyes)
With you right
And of course you can! And now is your
Big chance! All you have to do
The first step is easy
All you gotta do is stand up go
Ahead, just stand up there you go
You
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Hey DJ play that girls song
Put that song on
If your money ain't long
Boi you better go on
Boy
Boi I got
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She say she love me won't leave me won't never let me go
But if you think of leavin' you need to let me know
We better together than further
average so pay me.
Fuck you, pay me.
Money ain't gon' change me
But you can bet a n**ga go Swayze
Been benching, weak s*it don't faze me.
Know my worth
up pack it up get up and go
Drive by the rari I'm smoking a joint
Drive by the rari I'm smoking ya boy
Drive by the rari I'm smoking a joint
Drive by
falling
Gotta go the money calling like
All that bullshit you talking bout it gotta go
All that fake shit you doing yeah it gotta go
I'm on the grind like
gotta make a move for me to pull the switch
You aint never seen a nigga do it like this
Boy you gotta be rich if you take my bitch
Put my bitch in the red
It's been debated would you chase a check or get a ring?
You'd rather have him give you head than give you everything
I wanna do right by my woman and by
to the flow
Yeah, gotta let it go
I tried to keep you by my side in this emptiness
Fuck, I miss the stress
I miss the bests
I miss the mess
I miss my men
no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
Timbs
Nine on ya waist, let's roll we gettin in (Everything's a go!)
Nigga I'm back for, I'm willin to clap boy
You holdin me back for - go!
I -
spit then I go back
Erase shit till I get the right rap
Till I get the right rhyme, then I hit the mic last
Wanna copy flows you can't recite that
So
again
Gotta stand on my word, no need to pretend
Get it done by myself, no, I don't need a friend
All them L's in my life got took on the chin
It's just
Milky Way's comets
Milky Way with the silky wave droppin', that's
Slick Ricky Bobby on the song and that's
Quick, bitch, go get ya boy some
Where them boys quick to jump up out that county Life
Ain't gotta worry, my nigga, I know you gotta go
Just remember where you're from and stay original
Everybody dyin
Life is so unfair
Please tell me why you gotta go
I don't really wanna know
I aint tryin go back in there
I aint tryin go back, I aint
Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You turned up and I'mma bring the action
When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of divine
I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
You better keep me in mind
(Yeah) , keep me in mind
I know this my time, so I gotta get it right
Yeah, took 'em by surprise when
They said I couldn't
over a good day?
Go play toys
Fitting for you since you can't block out all the damn noise
Got no poise
Looking foolish trying to be a big boy
While I'm
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy (what?)
We have no other boy but to bring the B-boy (uh, uh, uh)
There's nothin' on this earth that can
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