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No loving you, what i do ma
At the cookouts you be distance
You barely notice my existence
Don't worry now cuz i'm winning
I'm dealing with demons,

her imma be there around nine
I ain't got no plans at all
Girl I don't wanna talk no more
I wanna hear you scream my name
As soon as I walk through that

Everytime you call Imma pull up on ya
Du-du-Duffel bag just full of one’s
Its time to toss it up

I’m trying to pull up
Sip something
Catch a vibe and chill

I'm wishing to myself for a little more time

Lying on my back seeing the stars above
You make me feel a special type of love
I can feel your fingers

to make me feel more bad
I know that I had you, in that moment we was cuddling
Lost your self control, you just let go and I was loving it
Then shit just

(Sean sent the beat, I know it's cray)
She walk in the room, they staring
Cause she she like that
Every time she see my name
Baby hit me right back
I

pour it all out to the tree
Simple it as it is Word of God all you need
I need to have a talk time to get on my knees
Like Paul imma need the full ride

to talk to me
And I would have a chance to talk to you
We would start loving again
Just like the good old times!

I still like you
I can't help it
I still

knew that i was gifted by the time that i was 7
And I knew that I had to get it when i was bout 11
I'm a west coast lord
My presence alone is heaven sent

or illegal

It is what sets up future skill sets for all the people in it
It all starts when you're young, wanting more digits
There's truly no limit, get up

the past I just said we're through

I was wrong
I was wrong for loving you
Times be hard when you locked in the system ain't nobody there for you
I Gotta go

Sprinting from 9-5's like I caught the stench of miasma
We're knee deep in the game, so it's time to be more tactful
No need to reach for fame, making music

steady ticking on our loving, so it won't amount to nothing
I been tugging, to be your husband, but I know one thing for certain no more hurting
No more

I’m all on my shit 
Loving this party 
got a bit drunk cuz 
I just had drinks now they all on my dick 
Why you want start shit 
I’m on my star shit

laced by the sick slang singer
Fold time and space like a big bang bringer

Young jedis you will avoid a lot unnecessary complications
As soon as you

you hate it-
Need me all the time no break,
Bitch I️ really need a break,
Do you want some more attention or some food up on your plate,
Yes i know, I’m

life, I'm sick of the screaming sounds
From all the drama that surrounds
Fuck all of you clowns
I want more ups and downs
More smiles, less frowns
Let's

business as men
And handle this shit for the kids
How you live when you grow old
Is determined by what you did when you were young
Look around at what we

business as men
And handle this shit for the kids
How you live when you grow old
Is determined by what you did when you were young
Look around at what we

business as men
And handle this shit for the kids
How you live when you grow old
Is determined by what you did when you were young
Look around at what we

on the floor
Think about the pain you caused me then put you through some more
I need help
I need help

My people telling me I need therapy
A lot of time done

kisses in abundance and a "Merci beaucoup"
Hours in session maybe more than few
Massage you like a pro like a master Shiatsu
Discover the hidden

my luck was down I held my chin up and kept going straight
no fake smile on my face
no break time, no brake lines
with each line revealing more innards

gonna be loving it
Cause I'm gunning it, I'm running it
Calm it down now (woahhh)
Bro you better not say that
Why? you better not play that
Trust your