Lyrics:
need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie
Tempt the tempest
Maybe
need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie
Tempt the tempest
Maybe
need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie
Tempt the tempest
Maybe
need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie
Tempt the tempest
Maybe
need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie
Tempt the tempest
Maybe
every minute passing by me I cannot chill
Feel threatened my voice the strongest weapon keep stepping
I won't sit still
Triple seven til heaven
Every lost
pussy my mission
Don't need permission to do what I vision
Pay me attention like you do tuition
We go back and forth like we playing some tennis
I fuck
running down through
My eyes and my shirt
Like Mobb deep
I know there's hell on this earth
No need for wishing well
When I fail, cause it hurts
Can the lord
I take precaution, stalkin these streets, flossin and ballin
Keep your hand on yo' heat, cause we playin for keeps
Real niggaz do real thangs in
and thang's
And I don't need the jane
Straight peace the aim
So we running iso like Phil coaching the court
Oh Lord
Sipping coconut water while in my fort
Chill
and ever and ever
Give me an hour to kiss you
Walk through heaven's door I'm sure
We don't need no doctor to feel much better
Let me in, oh
Forever
and ever and ever
Give me an hour to kiss you
Walk through heaven's door I'm sure
We don't need no doctor to feel much better
Let me in, oh
Forever
it's a lil complicated
But we can't define Christ by western civilization
So please don't mistake His grace for a racist
Cuz He has no favorites and died
prolly be a junkie or a pimp
Still I don't know, where ill be right now
Was 17 and I knew, you the one I want
Cause I was broke, shawty left me on my
Damn I wish I was your lover
If I was your girl believe me
I'd turn on the Rolling Stones
We could groove along and feel much better
Oh let me in oh i
don't trip
Babygirl, don't you trip
Ever since I met you, we were six
It was something 'bout the kiss
Felt like heaven on your lips
It's legit
I don't
say that pussy heaven sent
Tell her pack a bag
Pick a flight
We gone be gone by the night
She say I'm wrong and she right
And that's why we end up in
Wutchu mean
In my life lifetime I dreamt
Money ain't a thang
Plush car
Navi in the grain
Slapping all I need...
Old skool knock on that blueprint cd
(My
war games, waitin' on the red don
And then they wonder why the kids do drugs
'Cause Uncle Sam don't show no love
We need the Man Upstairs
Now I
hustling right after
Pulling skits I'm a master
I see they tryna get me played don't need a pastor
Get it any given day, it's either hell or heaven gates
Six
wanna slide cause she know we ain't them other guys
I need pape lil bro that bum shit they on got me traumatized
I'ma get this bag by any means thats
figure out how we're gonna get this home man
It's easy as 1, 2, 3, 4
5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12
13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20
Dammit man, I'm just tryna
The heavens speaking to me
I'm from Queens we get the money by all means
My life is a movie she wanna do me, tell her to keep it groovy
Baby girl I don't need
on a weather vane
Better stay ready meng if you sleeping get a lane
Wake up time to get a better brain
Fly over rooftops i don't need to shed a thang
Lighter
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