Lyrics:
Love is for the weak imma love you for the week then dash out
Bust then cut out
Straight the trap till everything sold out
Bro wifed a fat ting
homey advanced me
in front of me with the next nigga
I love money plus I'm labelled rough rider
Known for bringin bitch ass niggaz out of hidin
[music: breitenbach - eilen]
[lyrics: eilen]
[arranged by breitenbach]
a little room with a lattice window
Here I live there's nothing more
Outside
That this is gonna last
Yeah
We are used to be as
Only history
Don't wreck the prison living in the past
Yeah
Don't walk on by
Baby cause we gotta try
Standing with your boys on the corner
I see them look at me walking by
But they don't understand how I'm feeling
'cause boy you are
touch
Social diseases & ratty lil' habits
closin' me in
drivin' me nuts
Always thought I had complete control &
one day you wake up honey
down in
I'm just tryna find the one
Hope she ride or die
Falling in the coupe
The doors are butterfly
Faith don't even matter
I can't even lie
As long
up or you're gonna get slayed
Aye the boys are comin in
Got lit last night on the cherry gin
Smokin gas, eating ass, now committing sin
We going large
with a little Leatherface
Empty all of your blood when
I sever veins like
Don't mind me honey, I'm just decorating
I feel like the devil's educating
to forget
Everything she wanna beeline, right under her bed
cll they want, the greens
We're too busy runnin' red, honey is another step
I'm the man they never
outside trying
To wait for us
Who are you?, yes I asked you
All I do is trap
Fuck honeys and eat fast food (true)
I don't want little miss if she's eager
in your prime
It goes
honey boo
The things that make you smile are with me
Let's assume
That you take all the drugs to make you
Humble too
Let's fall
honey back
I never really felt the love, so I want the break up
I wasn't feeling you my baby, you can cut the make up
I know my eyes, they was glazed,
I mean man are you serious man? You opened
Up for Pitbull, EPMD, Method Man, Redman
And Ludacris? Man get the fuck out of here
Man I know you lying
Oh, honey, I know you're still asleep
It's 7: 30
You won't even hear your phone ring
Mornings and airports drive me crazy
I'm hungry, sleepy, oh, so
round
Smack smack smack, he love the macaroni sound
Pipe down, I don't wanna hear a sound (nah)
That's this ass clapping, got cake by the pound
Now
girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap
Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves at
Was only seven already on her
got a lot of style
And I know honey we can do
Girl you got it solid
Sweet dream on you, everything you do, I like it
Feed the babies who can't
ever question by the ones who really wit' us
It's all love my migos they feelin' distant
I go and get done they been mad but I ain't finished
These
build the wall with no delay
'Grab em by the pussy' was just' a jest
All those haters are from the left
They said that the election was just theft
Like
I used to yearn for a time
When nobody wanted mine
Now take a seat by my side
Can you read the stars
Or tell the future of the wind
Have you found
(don't you know, honey?)
The eyes are the window to the soul.
You can't hide how you feel,
You can't conceal how you feel cause the eyes keep it real.
greased
With honey chapstick
I bite mine to catch it in the love net
And let go of the gross profit
This margin is seducing A nameless
Currency giving life
especially loves words
Although sometimes there are not enough intellectual qu'c'est
Through the windshield wiper y'en only one that works
Y 'is the rain
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