Lyrics:
a great
Turned my week around and back from crave
Humble is smart and cocky sucks don’t be a dick
Or you get stitched, by your own gift
Try to burn it all,
That's my money, bitch, you can't say nothin'
That's my money, bitch, you can't have nothin'
Used to have to eat cold meals
Now a nigga offin' gold seals
What do you do
When you know something's bad for you
And you still can't let go?
I was naive, your love was like candy
Artificially sweet, I
happy I'm your man (I can't)
If he gets caught, it just takes one call
I'll come running
Boy, I promise I will be there for you
All my heart, it belongs
It seems I can't turn back
I'm walkin' 'round strapped
Can't sleep, my enemies want me gat
Call my mama and they scream drama
(Kill you bitch)
Could
love
Claimed you was the match I was better with
Now I lament on the old sentiment
Have to most past the parts of you I can't forget
Get out of my heart
thing about you
I'm getting used to you
And I could never get used to living without you
Didn't think that a love could mean that much
But you sure
out
Callin' for your warm affection, after all this time
You can't deny what I'm feelin', it's real (ooh, whoa)
And I stood right by your side
say?)
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to (what you say?)
They never told me when you get the crown
It's
do
But I'll never get used to living without you
Now I got used to tenderness, we'd hold each other tight
And I got used to happiness, we'd make
I've been fucked up (fucked up)
By you now I'm stuck (now I'm stuck)
With these voices in my head (voices in my head)
I just can't be who I used
can't rap, because he talks with a lisp
But I got paid, now you feel stupid
Amazed by the style the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock G's, trunk
In the name of the Father, the Son, and Holy Ghost
I pray to get some answers, I need the most
You left me out in the dark, I feel no hope
I used
anything with you
I can't get excited, can't get excited
You can see me look right through
I don't feel like I used to do
Can't get excited, I can't
don't need no gun
But it's the nineties, and n****s don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump
You don't want to get
they know how I get it
It don't matter if it's Notown, all the way to yo' town
You can't slow down my hit
Can't slow it down man, think about this
that good weed up
Tell em' meet with us
It's not a thing we can't afford
So get in my car
Tell your friends you tryna' roll
Splash
Pretty bitches
And the Ryde is Ruff that's why I got D on my block
So you can't even get it less I give it to you hard
And everybody don't get a dap some niggas get a nod
far we can't go back
Tell me how you feel, cause I really need to know that
Verse 1: Joey Bada$$
As dusk turns to dawn, I keep growing, seeking
speak up for the ones who can't
Yeah-ee-yeah
Bein' scared had me nervous
Pain had me bound
You know I had to find my purpose
Now I'm feelin' proud
I used
can't tell you where we're going
I guess there was just no way of knowing
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade
And I don't care if I'm here tomorrow
Again and again I've taken too much
Of the things that cost you too much
I used to think that the day would never
Keep 'em there
Yo, run the jewels, run the jewels, run the jewels
Can you feel it?
I used to be rollin' like a millionaire
Cash in a flash,
the money, get the mansion, bring the homies with us
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have
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