Lyrics:
tears under her eyes
Baby look me in my face
Everything gonna be alright
Pink lighter white wine
You look like the right kind
Long as you're right by my
like we're trying to kill our own kind
By fuckin' each other with out protection
Just fuckin' ... and lack of selection
'Cause sex is alive in both
Imagine you have endless power in hands
Can you make the most of this rare chance?
Would you be so kind by helping the poor
Or will you be selfish,
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
just what the fuck I'm doing
They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth
I should spend it all with y'all, but I spend it in the booth
crchers
We aim for heart
I say babe
This must be some kind of real love
Cause when you're by my side
I can't think
I can't hide
cnything
Must be some kind
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immacualted beauties just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
mystery
Why do all my doubts and worries keep haunting me
Sitting by the stereo
Turning every little question over
Hasnít gotten me anywhere
Never gets
that girl is still one of a kind
Open my eyes and see yo body laying right here by my side
Its when I realized everythings gone be alright
And its more
(G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Everything 'bout you so gangsta
Oh, you just so gangsta ooh, so gangsta
What up, gangsta
My baby you know I'm lovin' your style
please be kind to yourself
When you've done and tried everything
And life is not cooperating
Chin up my friend, you've been through a lot
You can start
everything
A friend of mine told me he saw you the other day
Said you was still looking good
Heh, made me feel kind of good, you know
Told me, told me that you
mind, a nigga wouldn't front me
I had to go and get on my grind, that broke shit haunt me (yee, yee)
I got 'em comin' in all different kinds, flyin' out
not helpful or healthy...
But don't we all by swiping right, fishing for likes, and scrolling feeds?
It's easy to label everything good or bad, white
to All
One of kind
Yours and Mine
He sublime, Like
Everything I am
I am I am
Everything I was meant to be
So do not praise me
I’m everything He made
Remember me
I gave you all my life
Cause you were everything to me
And that felt right
If they ask what was I like
Tell them I was kind and loved them so
I've gotta hold on
As these days go by
I keep on fallin'
You walk away
I give you everything, that I have to give
Made my sacrifice, but you
my kind of crazy
I wouldn't know my up from down
My in from out
Or much of anything
Without you by my side
I know I'd die
'Cause you're my
to pass on your name
How much is too much
How far is too far
As I push on and leave everything behind
The front line swears I'm going into battle blind
kind of conviction?
Will I bid the hero farewell?
Will I be defined by things that could have been?
I guess time will only tell
I guess time will
that we drew a crowd and
I told you everything I knew in one manic rushing line
I wonder now if I'm the kind that you'd leave behind
Cause after
'bout my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what
In case you have fallen by the wayside of life
Dreams and visions shattered, you're all broken inside
You don't have to stay in the shape that
We choke on everything we know
I'm kind of crazy
I just don't want to be alone
Oh please don't leave me
You function like a corporate drone
That
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