Lyrics:
so splendid
You got me wondering if we should have ended
Now I am lost inside my mind
What to do with all this time
Cause you were the one, baby
You
going high as my ceiling
So why I feel underneath?
Baby come fly with me
Come and get high with me
Come and get by with me
Baby come die with me
Baby come
it ain't easy
But your time's coming around
So don't you stop tryin'
Don't stop, never give up
Hold your head high and reach the top
Let
or whatever baby, it's all love
Fuck all that rapping, let me talk to you
Book you a ticket, so we can kick it
Make an escape somewhere we'll be safe
Close your
Yeah
Topic
Mmm, By any means
(Stalin on the beat), Go
Afi nɛɛ naa chale wɔ baa na brodo
Afi nɛɛ wɔ baa na money come your way
Afi nɛɛ no more hustle
own
Lotta years went by with my hands tied up in your ropes
Forever, and ever, no more (No more)
The midnight sky's, the road I'm taking
Head high up
the long way home
Just to think of an alibi
Well I couldn't think of a doggone thing
That hadn't already been said
So I guess I better just play it by ear
and sad, and high
Hey baby I don't ever care enough
And I can't tell you now
Hey baby I don't wanna keep it up
I'm only getting by
Hey baby I don't ever care
to worry about no 9 to 5.
And my women don't trip about me getting high.
They stay right by my side and watch the daimond shine.
So fly women can you throw
the coastline
But you're too crazy for that
So we'll skinny-dip until the ugly sunrise
And drown all logic, relapse
Now runaway baby and when you can't run, swim
Were crazy kids you and I both
We're so high
We don't feel at all
Baby you got me feeling like I
Wouldn't have it any other way
Wouldn't have it any
clothes off
I'm here with Mikey and we gon' rock
This some shit you won't top
I'm so high, won't you think about that babe
On some other shit that
como tu
Que me toque que me enciende a poca luz
West Side Homies en ritmo
And I'm with the thugs doing nothing but chilling
So baby come to daddy
Timepiece piece crazy, girl, I got a cold one
When my car all cloudy let the A/C blast
I don't need love, baby, pay me cash
First of the month, when them
the north polar cap
Where I do my dirt's a little further down the map (is that so?)
A little buck wilding, island called stat'
Where niggas carry gats in
driving me crazy, crazy
That's my baby, baby, baby
You've been on my mind
All of the time
Running my line up
We photograph our highs
All of the time
So it
intimidating
But I utilize my patience
Poker shark
The Jin win in the end
All four aces
Sexy in your heels lady
So tall
Know a P looking baby
Don't fall
Cameras
Come into my playground
No one else can see
Baby let me show you...
Come into my playground, playground, playground...
So you say you want
Now you picture me rolling
Shorty by my side
High too quick
Yeah she was down to ride
Heart been vacant quite some time
Travel through the nights
would like to start all over again
Baby, can I change my mind
'Cause I would like to change my mind
You know, I was confused, sitting here by myself
to meet it the God
But the cattle are fatal to be sincerely unloaded
Evil Judas, was finally warned a suicide
Gethsemane, so I gotta another melodrama
Hear
inviting to me, yeah
Fresh as the summer breeze
She'll take you by surprise
She means so much to me
I'll do whatever
To make her mine
Have some
so high I can get me
Some clothes and move to space (that’s a…)
A Mazant made mobster
(yeah) niggas praying they can stop us (uh
Uh) S-q-a-d ain’t
the rappers that's gone
Niggas that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it
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