Lyrics:
all Sufficient e-yeah ehh hallelujah ehh
You see nothing is impossible
With You nothing is impossible
With You nothing is impossible
For all things are
power-trippin' for the
Power of the Benjis the ball
We all saw what happened to the baller Benji
Gotta crawl before we walk
That's why we pray on knees
Try to find
They can't stop our moves
Because we be on the go
I just want ya all and nothing less
I get heated don't get pressed
They wan be this
We don't see it
They can't stop our moves
Because we be on the go
I just want ya all and nothing less
I get heated don't get pressed
They wan be this
We don't see it
The pen is a ooze
It’s Tiffany blue
I go to bed when you hittin’ the snooze
You couldn’t win
Cause I couldn’t lose
I keep it shut I got nothing
I’m with it, simple
Ya’ll can all get it ya’ll don’t all get it
Don’t nobody of mind for this matter
Can gather the data
Until your mind don’t matter
I
I got nothing to lose, I'm going all out
The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you stepping into the night, right
Pigs
Ima run up a whole thousand bands
And i done came up off a Thousand grams
Keep a stick by my side like the Taliban
Ima shoot for my dog like da
Listen Ight too this symphony
Wedding rings out at Tiffany
I ain't purchase
You ain't workin it
Further then a notice
I done pictured roses by
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
Got places for dinner, got places for lunch
She love a nigga but hate to stunt
I'm young and turnt, can't make this up
My bitches all bad, talkin'
to prove for this
I got something to prove for this
I got something to prove for this
Talking the smack behind my back
She call me honey, that's real funny
just a kid from Queens
Nothing don't mean shit to me
Victory, my life is like
A breakfast at Tiffany's
M5 sounding like a symphony
These people jealous
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
the same for me
It's nothing when she's leaning on me and saying she's sorry
I'm obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week
I'm getting
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
Oh yeah, don't hold back (don't give up)
I got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year
I can't
chill, I got four hoes
For real, no chill, cause my bro gone
They all fuckin they friends on the low low
But I won't tell it
They got Baby nigga strapped
Ay
Hungry for money like I ain't living lavish
Mandem be envy, they talk from the backseat
Tiffany mark on the bezel, double J is considered
energy
Heavy where the ceilings be
I get high like 60 feet
This my epiphany
She just wanted Tiffany
I play her like a symphony
I broke a bitch for 50g's
passed for real
Don't cash app nothing
All cash for real
What you got now fuck the pass for real
Fake tough guy but the casket real
With the #1 pick how
shopping)
[Chorus]
Give me all your love boy, give me your money
Talk about it late it boy whip out your wallet
Tiffany, Cartier, don't you hesitate
Need it
Champagne all the way and we'd get married by Elvis
What the hell did I say when I called last night
Dripping loads of whiskey honey in that message that
Buried deep 'neath her shadow
And the mirror plead sadly
Does it all come to this
And I wonder: Will she call my name?
The wind careens madly
'cause shit get spicy
She on Demon Time, I get her a timepiece
Patek, niggas not lit, not like me
Can't get nothin' by me, my mind is 2090
¿Qué lo
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