Lyrics:
Well here is my story that I tell to you
You may not believe me but I swear it's true
I escaped to Havana for a getaway
In a tiny club with
me (huh?)
Still can't cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand for? (what?)
I know you can't
Got a key to the city, and a street in my name
(I think I need my own parade)
(I think I need my own parade)
The club that wouldn't let me in back in
supported you like a weight bench
Without me you're defenseless you better face it
You ain't show me love when you was at your apex
Getting paychecks up
as a fairytale, a fable, from a God-like perspective
Where I was able to rush forward in time to the end of humanity and back again
Gave me some sense of relief,
tongue
I'll tell you now my name, my name is Young
But so you think that it's your destiny
To get the best of me, but I suggest to be
Quiet, bro', don't
tongue
I'll tell you now my name, my name is Young
But so you think that it's your destiny
To get the best of me, but I suggest to be
Quiet, bro', don't
to 'em, ah)
Look, you throwin' shots? You better be precise (uh-huh)
If I only squeeze it twice, that's me bein' polite (okay, facts)
We was in
back, knowing that you did that
There's a version of you on the other side
That you'll never get to with just sunny skies
It's so powerful you wouldn't
where you visit
The Devil's plan is all exquisite, all to distract me
Lord's still my Shepard, but now I guess I'm the black sheep
By the way, what
back
You know I walk in the club 5 bands on me
Praying that a nigga go and try to put his hands on me
That shitll get real real quick
Jamaican gyal she
reek
This is checkered field T, it's not Burberry
We ain't scared of po-po, word to Tyler Perry
We in dem foreigns back to back, now we on a journey
drove by in a grey van rite out of the shade in Ray bans
Now they gotta make me get paid cause I'm on the same van that told them
If they don't give me
complain?
I raised your ass bitch, brought your ass out the rain
When you was in the red, without a roof overhead
I helped your ass out, by puttin you in
believe the first thing that I see
A woman who's a stranger layin' there and starin' back at me
She said hello honey did she ask me if I'm gonna be
more different
Cant lie I want that first night version
I didn’t wanna say it but you look better in person
She put on worth it by thugga no doubt this
the feeling's mutual, don't you love consensual beginnings
I'm a different person with vodka in me
Will tomorrow's sober version taste just as sweet
I'll ask you
the game needs me
The game would be boring without E-Feezy
I wake up every morning to a shot of liquor
A shoebox full of herb and some grits and turkey
rebuild, your man's bionic
Put your trust in me, I never let you down
I always come up with a way to checkmate these clowns
I effeminate these clowns,
Bands, niggas don't like when you fly as fuck
But I'm fly as fuck
When they see my face they be lighting up, up
They be lookin' til their hair gets
to the hip
They don't leave the house without us
I told him we had million dollar plans but they doubt us
So who's gonna be there when you need them bands baby
the hood, that was my only plan (Joyner)
I'm an overthinker that overplans
You still throwin' haymakers, praying and hope it lands
My sins gon' kill me
Bands, n****s don't like when you fly as f***
But I'm fly as f***
When they see my face they be lighting up, up
They be lookin' til their hair
fault!"
"Look at what you made me do! Yo
Pass the hot sauce"
Looking at the back of Sophia Eris's head
Eating a sammich (but we don't got bread)
Got
Discuss these back to me without you album version by the band perry Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In