Lyrics:
in it for a ride
It’s about time you step out
And start living your life
Life is a bitch, yeah, we all know that
It ain’t perfect but I’ll give it
higher
Lord use my voice to inspire and if they hate
Who am I to debate, hope they relate, blinded by faith
So put me back in
Know some of y'all didn't
Events had me as a speaker, I'm still waiting for their alerts,
The disappointment I'm getting is now keeping me on alert.
I’ve learnt so much, but I'm too
and the homies don’t even hang.
But every time we link up it’s still the same.
I feel the same even when I’m by myself.
Too much influence is bad for your health.
We're always fighting all the time.
Well we could stop and be lovers. we could break up and that would be just fine.
Girl, when I'm with you I'm hot
I laughed when I saw what you left me for
The same blonde cunt that you called a whore
I guess she's hot, and pretty cool too
I guess I'm not really
eyes in a subway car
It's a drunken night in a crazy bar
With someone you met, you walk to the park
You sit on a bench, things get hot in the dark
New
spitting bars, you know I kill the beat
But there are plenty things, that you guys need to know
But first hold up, let me just switch the flow
No I ain't
the top up off the roof, you too damn hot
I can hit it right, I dont miss any spots
Can't fuck with no thottie
I just wanna see your body
You want it I got
wanna put you on the wall
It's too hot in here we need the AC on
I wanna feel your love baby all in all
Take me higher then heights
Up to the moon
top it off
I Hit the gas
Foot to the pedal I'm pushing the metal
I know that she love me but I cannot settle
She's hot as cocaine but as cold
And Im just here rapping like one of Santa’s elf
I don’t mean to sound mad,
Just relax yourself
But Coming up
I gotta make it clear
That All I do is
couldn't reach me
My timing in another loop
I duck when they shoot
I bust back too
I'm hot
What did I expect
Another 1 coming
Egypt hit the deck
Bars
now you’re all alone
Don’t nobody won’t ya
(Don't want ya)
I bet you miss that warm bed and hot showers don’t ya
(I know you do)
Now if you listen up I
show up on tv
You flew to Paris just for dinner
Shame your girl just
Wants to get a winner
Poor little thing talking about me
If you gave me a chance
I
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you love me, if you need me
'Fore you free me, you could hold me down
Flowers for the fellas 'fore it's too late and we won't be
ain't inner city blacks
My homies have to serve on blocks that's hot with cops
With rocks and stacks and be packed to get their scraps
I don't knock it
love no more no more
Wasting my time trying to fill up yo' appetite
Well I'm hungry now and it ain't for you tonight
1 This is going
head straight
Too much going on, on the ground
Need to lift off, get my head up in the clouds
30,000 feet up in the air
30,000 feet up in the air
It’s so
now I'm back in the scene
Still same car, same zip code, didn't move too far
Same o' friends, same o' story, drink, throw up, and puke and rally
where the weed at
Hopped up in the Delta, saw Tracy and Lisa
Popped they ass one by one while I was puffin Reefa
Now I'm lookin for that bitch Yvonne
the stress the wedding brings, the wedding ring
Disappear from everything and cut it right back on
Where there's no such thing as right or wrong
So follow me
Revnack
Came with a chip on my shoulder, who's gon get hurt bout that fact
I'm on a whole new type of rage, and no, I ain't coming back
None of these
thing and for some it’s a hobby and it’s called creeping
But there’s nothing worse than caught being a snake when you like someone’s photo by mistake
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