Lyrics:
Now girl it don’t have to be
Play by the rules, love casually
Just might be the one, it ain’t hard to see
‘Cause I get that feeling when you put it
have to say: you're not laughing now, are you?"
"Brexit-Fu**ing boring. Lots of money"
"350M £ a week"
I'm hearing twisted news
Awareness melting slowly
late, quit bitchin’, and pissin’, and moanin’, and groanin’, you can’t even wake up and have a good mornin’, talkin’ bout me, you can’t even see, in front
bounce to the
Other side of life, i get my naps on
Bear that shit
My skin’s a target, hard to compare that shit
If it look good on you
Then they gon’ hate
Helena
I love you baby
Sodapop
You take the breath from me
Make my life heavenly
I can't believe the way the good Lord is blessin' me
One in
it rain
I got tats on my head, I feel like I'm pain
When I fade away
We making that paper we making today, we shoot at the nigga we have him
yourself into somebody else's shoes
Try to understand the depth of what they're going through
Start by appreciating the good around you, start by spreading
gas
When I rev up
That engine just like
A sports auto owner
And I bet I
Have that Audemar by
The end of the
Summer not fuck to
Give when you fuck
Up
to the isms
Don't have to agree cus men got they opinion
Don't fuck up, stop playing
Vision so big don't care what you saying
It's tough luck, I'm saying
Enter
say can I come by you know I need to be stood up Right
I got that act right she be like j bring the pipe
With all this combined
I be like I'm the guy mr
toxic religion
You couldn't hear her you wouldn't Even Listen
Alongside Trump hell why not even Nixon
You see in America we got physicians Getting
everybody respect their religion
Why you fighting over who got the better religion
If you think you better fighting wouldn't make me see that
If I think you
play me all the memories and footage of you
Your like three realms past me
I got lost in the vortex
Captivated by your existence I make clay cast out
I heard your stuff not impressed
I got the ambition I run outta breath and I crank the ignition and then I just rev
I'm eating good meals, got the LQ
and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out
96 ways I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray
Dipped attache, jumped out
Walking through this place leaving yesterday behind
Tomorrow don't exist and we can't request more time
Soulful shine I'm giving you the best of mine
you body good, and your mind even better
From the goo that blew the panties of your auntie when we met her
It aint loud enough for all of us
We'll
got these skills man, not like I left them on vacation
If things go by my plan I'll have a pretty good run
Don't get too serious man 'cause it's all in
life fall apart from one poor decision
It's only when you're stressed you turn to religion, if you wanna conquer them then cause a division
Yeah I make
You suckin' me so good baby
You can get the sequel
So come and do yo business
Make me yo religion
You got no competition
Them skills you have is
cll I have is my word and my pair of balls
I don't scare at all
Both of my shoulders can carry logs
I navigated the globe; I got the where with all
danger
Your life is in danger, your life is in danger
You have made up your mind
That you don't need religion
You're such a good person
And you live
seed
see i got yo bitch and she really wit the shits
made her a runner, you can say i gave a work permit
them things they call feelings, i don’t know
None of you niggas can say that you made it
When all of your circle surrounded by fakes
Diamond Patek, that's a million in cash
12 tryna stop me, they
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