Lyrics:
Staring at the ceiling traumatized by the demons
Ah! My mind is deep in a maze
Ah! I do not hear what you say
Ah! We go way back in the day
I don’t converse
that girl may love me not.
She tells my I'm so sweet
Sugar can't compete
Then puts me on the shelf
Crying by myself.
Throwing petals, petals,
I got a song filled with
Shit for the strong-willed
When the world gives you a raw deal
Sets you off 'til you scream
"Piss off! Screw you!"
When it
It's your fantasy
And you got, you got me
Wanting to do it
I'm about to prove it
Baby I want to know
Can you love me
You know I'd do anything girl
I
it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been
nice
I get my drugs from my plugs
For that love price
For the low nigga
I fuck niggas hoes nigga
You know they go nigga
My bitch down to blow nigga
they're cute
They also attract a lot of men to you
But they make you feel real vulnerable
From anything that got muscle
But ya cannot take what I would not
to the plan
Grind hard and show love
And get love from the fam
My heart is goes thump
But my gun does not jam
No jackass but ima go bam
Ima go ima go ima go
I
the dutty, dutty love
I'm still in love with you, boy
Blessed loving from the start
But you know we had to part
Dat's the way I give my love
I'm still
another girl from the ghetto
But I always walk through any door like a winner
Anything I do I shine bright like a diamond
Representing girls that keep
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
chance y'all even if you can't ball
What part don't you understand? Your wish is my command
And I'm a rock a jam by popular demand
You gone love
I was born in a world I was never meant to be in
The shadow inside, you will never get to see him
Born in the 80’s late, raised in the 90’s, fate
Even when you show 'em love's when they hate more
Niggas love to give advice but can't take one
Messing with me mentally
Can't get the best of me, save
to her grave is still on the checklist
Can the dead give respect
Can the loved love the unloved and not feel vexed
Can't overcome every battle ain't
Raised by thugs, schooled by killers
I learned mathematics from big-time dealers
So now them busters love to
See a nigga falling cocked the Glock
you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's
it like to be – and I know how I
Feel about it – but you’re
Definitely one of my peers, and one
That I look at and say "He gets it
But I’d love to hear
give me closure, yeah let's make love
You know I love you better with no make-up
The love I had for you I cannot make up
Spin his block, light it up
handsome and nice
But I took her advice and passed him by
Years have passed and don't look
Like love's gonna give me a second try
Boy the look on your
and go with this agency
They'll give you a star on the Walk of Fame
One day for kissing everybody's ass but it's
Like that's not what we're doing by
didn't give to you
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light
I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited
needing help
I can't do this all by myself
But I just said I could earlier
Bitch I'm a liar, haven't you learned
I can do anything as long as
I put my mind
like I'm reading a book
I'm a "fisher" of men but ain't no need for a "hook"
And I'm not trying to "bait" you, I just want to keep you from sin
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