Lyrics:
well
And what about the dream I had I know that was you man
That wasnt all me you played a part in it too
When youre quiet no one knows but see I can
Go Big or go home, that's the code that I live by
100% all the time that's my real life
I put in work all the time I pay the full price
I put in
Poems,
Escape from the word's undone
In the dark,
Beneath the sinner's mark,
I'm battered by the finds that lurk inside a beating heart,
Leave it all
high for all that
Soon as we step in that spotlight them niggas know who we is
That's them niggas that live
That Jet Life you heard about
They
wolves clothes
Isn't it dark in your cage
All alone with your rage
Not a friend, not a soul
You can look in the mirror but you don't even know
Who
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
a hitta
I'm ballin Kawhi Leonard
Pull off in a coupe made it look like a jet
By the way that I'm flying in it
Foreign car she look fine in it
I was getting
have!
But this sound you can hear;
the tempest beats upon the House
as it would beat upon a drum,
that is no sound to fear.
For the sound to fear
come from the West Indies
Gotta put it all on green
Better yet double down all on me
Because I been through it all but I'm still Sauceen
So I take what I
it is?
Reload an AK-47
Gun game in my crib
She got me
Runnin in the dark
Just to dig up in her rib
Just to dig up in her!
You know I got it, Wha it
And she love me like a moth to a flame
Cant speak, i cant speak, im not tamed
A doll face so i know that your fake
Times gone so i try to remain
of guy that is very agravating
Put me in jail with one you better segregate
Before it's too late before I dominate
Snitches are bitches all of them I hate
Hear that money talkin'
Hear that money talkin', I'm in designer walkin'
I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for
Climbing to your window
This ain’t the verse girl it’s the intro
I could fly away feeling superhero
All the problems in the past
From today I’m
chasing this chicken
And I run thru these hoes like a obstacle
Or maybe a marathon
You stress over bitches I lose one I get me a better jawn
Fuck all that
Cause these niggas all in they Fendi bag
Hard for the internet
Never been into that
Bringing my winners back
Niggas who really rap
Niggas who live
Cuz I know this sense of feeling my feelings in music can never ever let me down
Cuz even if you hate it and even if I don't make it I'll be doin this
Yeah
Listening to Pac, spotlight, all eyes on me
I'm only spitting flame, can't have all that ice on me
Never had diamonds, I'm putting pressure
how it work (Work)
I put in them hours step on stage and Go berserk
I was fighting through depression all That criticism hurt
All the doubting turn me
how it work (Work)
I put in them hours step on stage and Go berserk
I was fighting through depression all That criticism hurt
All the doubting turn me
thrilled
I hope you come back to me
I'll be sitting on the porch
Looking at books I never read
Run for the line
I'm taking in a vine
And it's all
by my side
Bitches; oh
Verse 1
I've got the bitches with me,
In case you're wondering were they at
They in my crib playing, kissing and fucking with
gotta itch gotta sip a little potion
Hear what they say but it's all in slow motion
Got that fuzzy feeling and my mind is peeling isn't it appealing how
darling
Your love is slipping away from me
Oh, what you doin' baby, don't you know it ain't right
I wonder what you're doin' that it takes all night
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