Lyrics:
You want that YSL, I got it for ya
I went from rags to riches and now I'm spoiled
I know some Freeband Gang niggas who loyal
They said we wouldn't be
treading water
'Cause you're the one for me
You say that by now
I should know you'll never love me
But who's to say that what has never
Been will
I’ve collected
you’re most stubborn of them all
I know the neighbours will remember
that rhythmic tap-tap on the wall
Who wouldn’t love to live and stay
traits and dates, it twelve types categorized by
Sun, Moon and Rising, high (Hey, yeah)
You wouldn't get it, right away
Stubborn with a purpose, watch how
girl is ridin' high
Now, who do you see, lucky as me?
I never knew what love was all about,
Until I met you.
It's cherry pink -
And apple blossom
From hero to zero
Oh, take it from a geek like me
I can save you from unoriginal dumb dumbs
Who wouldn't care if you complete him or not
So what,
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
they all on me
They smiles phony
Its hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake
They tryna eat out of yo plate
And you
you're here
You just gotta do what you gotta do
Now if I wasn't such a weenie
Do you think you'd still love me
Pretending I'm an airplane
to make it up
Had one who's been in love
By the fool who fell in love
I went on and fell in love with you
Now I'm stuck to you like superglue
I'm just
One two one two, come through run through
Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do
Some do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you
pieced together clue by clue
Just what a faceless man would do (It wasn't hard)
Who would he love, where would he go?
Places faceless men would know (On
Thinkin' how this move gonna help him fuck up the summer
Told his dog who to meet and what he pickin' up from him
Dog said, "We solid, I got you, nigga, we
damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just
Snoop. Can I get a flicc witchu?
I buy your records, everything you do. Can I get a flicc witchu? (Really?)
My daughter loves you, she's only two. Can we
But Frank Ocean is great too
But you know who the greates of all of us?
Who do ya'll think? Nope
Kid motherfucking Cudi radio, fuck you!
Oh yeah I'm
I'm the kind of brotha'
Who been doin' it my way
Gettin' my bread for years
In my career
And every lover
In and out my life
I hear love
This is a come up
Grinding for the ones that I love
Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head
the fact I make this shit sound effortless
I put so much thought into the messages
It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with
White
at the highway I wish it were a river
If I squint enough it shimmers
And I see a world where we don’t have to fight
And everyone loves and can be who they like
Oh
This is a come up
Grinding for the ones that I love
Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my
Whitney's gone, by time you hear this song, she did all she could
All those women gave me superpowers, what I thought I lacked
I pray our children don't
invite me over if you throw another pity party
Lookin' back, it's hard to tell you where I started
I don't know who love me, but I know that it ain't
pipes to ukulele
It sounds so good you can't sit down
We're dancing at the Céili
All the boys we love so well
So handsome, young and charming
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