Lyrics:
black
I repeat, you can't sit on my lap
I don't have a beard, now get off my sack
Scream at me
They talk, we live, we see what they say
They say,
And my niggas say, we want the fame! C'mon
One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain, stuck in this game
Searching for
we can't let go
She goes walking by in slow-mo
Sell your heart out for a buck
Go on, fade out before I get stuck
Talking to somebody like you
Do
I can't move, like I'm stuck in the mud,
I'm up to my neck.
Face in the flood, my feet in cement.
Hey. I'm confused by the shapes in the dark.
assertions it's a secret if they tryna get me
Run around wit me who in the pen would turn to Lionel Richie
Boys in the hood in a rush to be somebody Ricky
richer
Party all night long I feel like
Lionel Richie
When you destroy her
I just reinvent her
Roll that Cali kush it comes from
Sacramento
My bitch
at the light
The f- is taking forever to change
It's stuck, these b- are loving it, rubbing it in
Chuckling, couldn't do nothing, play it off
"What you
All in my bag like Sédanos
I’m balling out feel like Lonzo
I’m getting Richie no Lionel
Spin that one back like it’s Vynl
And what you want from a kid
qu't'arrives à Paris
I'll be like in thirty minutes my bro, I'll bill it, can you buy some Cali?
Sans stress, on a les connec', quand t'es là, on s'connecte
Say
on live life with out you
But every time someone comes around to talk about you
I get feelings inside again
I wanna be right back by your side again
times, no 50, nigga
Uh, uh, and I feel like Lionel Richie, nigga
Got a nice haircut, half black
How the fuck this nigga try
To talk with vagina breath?
gangsta it gets when you don't portray the images
remembering Pac's last picture
in the back of my mind stuck since September, nah I�m six you niggas
If
You waste away
A spinning cage
Mass bided by the sun
You spend your day
Stuck in a race
And life has just begun
A paradise is in eclipse
horn
Looked at my smart phone, stuck car horn
Looked at my computer, stuck car horn
Looked at my congressman, stuck car horn
Looked at the life I live
that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block
Now Nicole stuck up in
Yeah
Flame
It's what you lit me
Your name
Still lives in my head
So hey
I wouldn't mind
If you just stuck around, just stuck around
So would you
stuck, it's stuck, it's stuck, whatever you get (stuck)
It's startin' to smell like a brick, it's live, it sound like a hit
And five percent
shit bitch
Claim you independent but you ain't did shit
Live in Section 8 and still can't pay rent, mm-mm (better stop playin' with me)
You a ain't
of sin
You can go to the bottom with me
In the street getting condescended
Up all night long like I'm Lionel Richie
I think they gonna need some time
live in these days
"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs"
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just
the flow
Going all night - Lionel Rich-
from Jimmy Fallon till morning like Tom Joyner show, there’s more but yo...
( c )
If i say i love you
then i
And the young'uns goin' through it tryin' to play the same
Through the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire
Sent to your son, forgive me for the sins that
Oh the lady will stun you when you meet face to face
Her beauty unbounded by time or by place
And she'll dance 'round your shyness, poke fun
learn from older love like songs by Lionel Richie
Just cause you got feelings girl don't mean that it be cheesy
I got you where you either gonna love me
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