Lyrics:
insane
Had to stop my partna from losin it
Depression all up in his brain
400 years and countin I feel it all through my veins
Say their names
(Sandra
starting over
Got me rolling you not Kelly
But a child is in our destiny
Maybe we can name her Mya
Once you get the best of me
So what's good baby
We ain't
going down, I can feel it (uh huh)
All around, and I need it (yeah)
It's taking me where I love to be (uh-huh, where I love to be)
So come on
Pack it
I don't have a fear of love
I'm tired of being hurt
Cupid Shot me too many times
Now I'm bleeding through my shirt
Shout out all my fallen ones
They
[Phone rings]
"Hey what's up it's Mya"
??
"Hey yo, I know you're in the studio doin'...
Whatever is you do,
But um, I called you cuple times and you
school
Mya I'm proud of you, pops I look up too you
In Chicago we whip Shit without a license
I'm going to teach my siblings the right guidance
Love my
a lil' wild
Smoke a lil' loud, tilt my crown
They love my sound, the boy is found
Family all around, my name all around
My dog out the pound, now hoes
Ten bricks in my car, shawty singin' like Mariah
Singin' like the choir, better yet singin' like Mya (bitch)
Well, my name is Susie and Gucci think
Ten bricks in my car, shawty singin' like Mariah
Singin' like the choir, better yet singin' like Mya (bitch)
Well, my name is Susie and Gucci think
they guns be knockin'/
Gonna block it, throw my hands up
And we dip it up and brawl/ Talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at
All/ Nigga in
the name of love
Would you let me lead you
Even when you're blind?
In the darkness, in the middle of the night
In the silence
When there's no one by your
in sandra Bland
My heart hurt to see how it all would end
I am Sandra Bland i am George Floyd
DJ Screw in Texas, I love you
Shout out Trae the Truth
days she a 10 Back then she was a geek
Becky never in school so I met her in the streets
Ashley was cool till I caught her she a treesh
Mya could get it
[ODB]
Man man, look up at the sky
All the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at em!
[Chorus: Mya]
Ghetto superstar, that is what
making deals
I need me a gyal like Mya 'cause man I gotta make more mills
I'll risk it all and I'll make it still, living by my ideals
Ain't life ideal?
Well, my name is Suzie and Gucci think I love him
That sucka think I'm loyal but I fucks with all the hustlas
I be wit all the ballers, I be at all
car shawty singing like Mariah
Singing like the choir better yet singing like mya bitch
Well my name is Susie and Gucci think I love him
That sucka
hoping it will take the pain away
Higher, I just wanna, feel higher
We can jam like mya
I just wanna, feel higher, wanna feel
I'm in the rain, know I'm
love you)
(I love you)
I had dreams of fuckin' a R&B bitch like Mya
When I saw that ass on the front of that King
Read the article in the magazine,
don't bro me, got J by my side like Cody (My brodie)
I could score own like I'm Kobe, left hand bandit shoot like Ginobili (Grah)
Her name on my phone is
to explore
You can't have it all
Too scared to open the door
My love might come floodin' in feeling like 'Whoah'
Whoah--whoah
Whoah--whoah
Whoah--whoah
My love
posse on point, to defend your games
That badge on your chest rusts because all your shame
Left holes in doors, a fractured spine, said I was to blame
sweeter as the days go by)
Oh, how I love the name Jesus (I just love to call on His name)
Oh, how I love the name Jesus (yeah)
It is the sweetest name
the whole wide world in the palm of your hand baby
[Chorus 2: Mya]
People always tellin me, they be sayin they be sayin' they be
That you're a player
I
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