Lyrics:
leave her body aching
I ain't even with that drama shit, I'm just paper chasin'
I'm just trynna get to a Mil and you know I'ma make it
I'ma make my own
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
You get You off my mind Wanna do something different
Tryna make love like Al and Jada in Jasons Lyrik
Baby, You look so fine I can't seem 2 get you get
meds?)
& all I need's Faden
I'm prepared to go lay in my bed
(I'll take that as a no)
I am not Jason Mraz
Wasn't out chasing no ass
Rude, he don't play
to dig down and pull 'em through my britches
You step in the place with enough misplaced anger to catch a case
Anxious to get in some shit, got your
the message
Did you get it
I want two night stands
Are you with it
You hit me with the red emoji face
Now you live it
You just want to fuck
I just want to fuck
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
She sending messages I don't like all that extra shit
She follow exxess she lovin all that petty shit
But I can't get wit it I stack my bands then
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
you a bitch, nigga
My whole life just surrounded by gettin' rich, nigga
You come in the way of that, you get disfigured
I don't wanna diss niggas, I
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
did what you told me
I did what you told me
Take me mountain high
Lay inside it, rock my body
And I did what you told me
I did what you told me
Ooo
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
got that touchdown
Jason got that touchdown
That's my boy
That's my boy
Ladies and gents
I present to you
Homa Gee
Gang
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Products selling out prophet took a shot
Oh my god
Time to praise the lord cuz he did a lot
Take offense to this cuz fuck you and your thoughts
I done had it
callin' him will not prove you wrong
Got my answer, I didn't move on
I didn't get cold feet but what I did get is just lukewarm
Trust
No love, love lost
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
around music
It's like you can't get a relationship with
I'm still with my first love which is music
You'know'what'I'm'sayin'? For real
The reason I'm here
'cause they comin' out New York
I ain't get a call from you when my mom was in the morgue
Or a nigga needed money, so how the fuck is you my dog?
Got
my heart change 'cause as everyday goes by
I start to realize who my friends are
If your one of them, prove it
Fix up
Couldn't get along today
nightmares Freddy or Jason
Thought she was the one, the way she made my heart race
When we touch tongues, it's like the devil, I can taste
You did what you
This is the story of Liberty
Liberty, liberty, where are you?
I just need a way to connect to you
I'm just trying to get my message through
But
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