Lyrics:
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
(You gotta wake up)
You don't commit to me
You won't make a start
You don't tell me no
You haven't got the heart
You sit in a chair
Or you lie
the river on the way to the sea
If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it
the formula
From you a work you have the formula
Tower Hill have the formula
Lee Milla have the formula
New York got the formula
UK got the formula
Hit
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
Please Don't
Words By: Rick Denzien, Debra Lee, Rachel Barnes
Music By Rick Denzien, Rachel Barnes
So here I am again
Wishing I could close
hungry for truth my whole life I've been fed lies
Yeah I have been in pain and I too will be afraid to die
You gotta have hope. Gotta have love. Gotta
hungry for truth my whole life I've been fed lies
Yeah I have been in pain and I too will be afraid to die
You gotta have hope. Gotta have love. Gotta
grandfather's father
'Te I know it gotta hurt a man they stand by the slaughter
Oughta be locked away when I rock this way
Get rocked on the airwaves but not
me imma hit what I'm missin
One of these minds is not like the other
One of these hearts is in fatal condition
One of these days you gon get what
I gotta have the key
To open your heart to me
Now, I can set you free be what you wanna be
Don't wanna live alone i gotta be so strong
Don't wanna be
when we wake up
Short so I gotta lay-up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, ain't no puntin for me
Murphy Lee the school boy's what you want me to be
So
call you addicts but
I just know you passionate
So, I made a song for y'all cats
Haters can fall back
Gaming since the 80's wish that I
Could bring 'em
To the point that he will shit on his own
We got to have it, y'all, its not a Spike Lee cinematic
A piece of paper making niggas get dramatic
But the money
my life when I seen my dad have his first heart attack
Only to witness two more, there's not an hour that'll pass
When I'm not thinking bout it
Gotta
the chain
Now nobody safe
Talking down my name
Had to put em in place
Y'all don't know me
You gotta show me
That you deserve to be respected by the OG
I took
said I'm feeling
From more than you had
Now more than anything I just need one more chance
I gotta get you back
By any means
Back
By any means
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
to wonder "Does God have favorites?"
Touch me, it's dangerous, I wouldn't play with it
'Cause you can go sleep, and have a different type of wake for it
up (come up)
Have this drip forever cause he know that I'm a stunna (stunnin)
I been movin solo (solo)
Shorty wants the rose gold
But my heart's frozen
forever, the payback residual
You ain't got war in your heart, keep on popping my shit that you know you gon' feel in Ru
Ain't got no pressure problem by
Doordash my order, I am at the ritz
And if you don't, my girl gon' have a fit
Why you tripping I'm P? You know I'ma tip
My jeans from Tokyo, I like Asian
business
That shit ain't important
If you want a verse from me
Come and place your order
My money keep expandin
Your chips is gettin shorter
Gotta eat by any
lick you from head to toe
Real slow
'Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung
Just by the movement of my tongue
I remember it all
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