Lyrics:
on your face
Is seared in my mind
And maybe deeper than that
Maybe deeper than hoped
Maybe its time for me to just
Pick up and elope
If its just you and I
My masters and friends and good people draw near
And look to your purses, for that I do say
And though little money in them do you bear
It cost more
chest three minutes
The simplest things will cause you to lose it
Pardon me if I come off harsh
But I won't abuse this
See where you're coming from
But
WOULDN'T GIVE PERMISSION
FOR HER TO COME BACK HOME.
SO SHE CALLED THE BOY WHO LOVED HER
BUT ALL HE DID WAS SNUB HER,
SAID, "FACE IT ON YOUR OWN."
MM-MM, LOVE
novel
But my patience is wearing thin
Swear I been contemplating rubbing shit in your face 'till I smear it in
Diss you in every lyric until you fear
show
We ain't goin', down
We leave MC's in the lost and found
Get up, pick up your face off the, ground
You get to tee off the Likwit, sound
West coast
messed up
And now it's like 3 minutes and 30 seconds
But I hope these sounds like fucking heal your heart
This melody reminds me of Jurassic Park for
on your poster
[Break]
[Verse Three: Masta Killa]
Be on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect
That fills more body bags than apartments in
Every face has a glowing light
A half-wake brain
Tells me that I’m being carried by train
Where windows dance
Rotating like the blades of a fan
"Wake up
conventional
Just me
I hear words that have no meaning
I see faces that I know I won't remember in a day
I might recognise you tomorrow by your glasses
tabs make open legs, give me your love
Swear I get cooler by the minute, I'm authentic
Hand her my phone, tell her give me digits I'll fall in it
Told
kiss you lips
Baby my heart beats faster by the minute
Whenever I touch your face, you know I want you right here
I want you right now cause there's so
We stepped out in the morning
Rolled the light beneath the waves
And fired off a warning
The delight was rearranged
Stick your head out
So
Problems, you've got to face hang-ups
Head-on before you know they're hangin' you
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus x3]
All alone, yes all alone
Loneliness, ain't
why the drinks are way more frequent
At least I think...
Drownin in Del Rey for 3.80
Down the bottle and dunk it
Mc Grady, head hazy
Up all night
I
before
If that don't make you comfortable
I'll drive you to your door
Baby, baby girl, you are a star
When you say you're walking far
You can hop in my
video
I'm in one of my three luxury apartments eatin Raisin Bran cereal
While you front low, I take my bike ride down to Wells Fargo
How long is it
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
only bust your gat in air
Yeah you killing the clouds
Having shootouts with the atmosphere
You the wackest here
Unable for my rap to fear
You live fairy
faces
NO
You got it all wrong living in your zen
Coz that's where you belong
Yeah understand what I say, when I say; none have the
The time, the will,
with cheese
Circuit tapes with CD's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too real
Niggas had homies with heat on the street and he
amazin...)
Mama, I don't want to sell, crack no more
(Just listen, only take about 3 minutes, just listen)
[Verse 1]
After high school, I gained lots
it every 5 minutes, look at your faces, pat your waists'
Try to find the stash where the gats and base is, I can't say that they racist
But I know it
ditch
I'm fiending like a junkie, I'm all about that itch
This a warning shot
To you and only you
Have your Mrs. lining up the boys like she in a queue
So
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