Lyrics:
I've got a lot to say
But I won't say it
I've got places to go
You said a lot to me
But did you mean it?
I'm starting to wanna know
Friends don't
the pantheon of greats
Already see my own face
I just want a spot to eat
See I already made my plate
Full of beats that I baked
And I’m starting to like
I hop in the booth, know I start waves
And I'm Moses in bed when I part legs
She starting the sermon and part prays
'Cause she screaming "Oh God" when
strain on my whole brain or playing with cocaine
I’m starting to feel okay
And it’s not because of what I got, it’s because of what I’ve done
I only had
energy is low
While I’m only just starting
300 Split the bill at nobu
Out at benehana, eating tofu
Every new girl that I go through
How come I really wanna
that I won't let go
Our love is just starting, no problem though
You always make me feel like I'm at home
Girl tell me
What you need
Hold me near
Say
Bitches slept on me now they all groupies
I'm starting to feel like my life is a movie
I had to focus up and cut the goofy's
All these years I realized
Where are my Words? Where have they been?
They melt away, starting to spin
I heard a name back in July
It poured raining down from the sky
I like
you tell me all you want to say?
Glittering wings of light
Starting to take flight
But you know that I’ll be by your side
Cause oceans roar, with your
make my every wish come true
And you must know my biggest wish is you
I see my future starting back at me
Every time I turn and see
There's no other
Lemme take your mind on this little litty wave
Your girl’s feeling good and starting to dance now
We been sipin now she drunk, I make her drop down
Trust
can sleep but money doesn’t
Got a logo from my cousin
$20 turned to $20,000
I’m starting to lose track counting
At this rate I need an accountant
My
and finna go boom
Ain't no better time to gimme my cred
If I had a rumor It be one hell of a thread
Starting with a bit of clout chasing in a text
me more
Trippin on fables
Purple Abrasion
Fuck it were going to war
Watch me, squad, up
Ap rocked up
You ain't starting nothin
Blessings stocked up
You
much I wrote
Scribbles starting to feel like a black coat
Etched word by word right onto my throat
'Til they all spill out or I choke, man
Just breathe,
this is the way like I’m motherfuckin mando
Putting my heart in like everything cause
I'm starting to think that I'm sent from above
I'm coming
Keep runnin up the bands
I'm starting to feel like the fuckin man
Servin these packs, got high demand
If the pigs come then we hide the gats
If
To the Terre of liberty
Pain no memories
Fucked up priorities are fading away
On the starting grid of understanding that if you hurt somebody else you hurt
know
Two weeks, I still ain't heard from you
I'm starting to forget your face, and I'm wanting to
Call you every day, but you don't want to hear from me
a mental break down
I'm having a mental break down
I'm having a mental break down
You call me crazy
I call you lazy
The looks I give you are starting to get
they pulling up for another hit and run
Bouncing back for the only fans
Starting a match
Pick and choosing with a cast
Smoking down with the Ash
girl, get in the sink
I don't care how you do it but you're starting to stink
Chicken of the sea is not my dish
It's an aromatic smell of the ocean fish
still concealing the chains"
And now we all breaking open, breaking open our brains
Things starting to change, feeling no more pain
And ya'll still taking
Niggas pocket watching fiendin with no other options
Starting robbing caught a hollow now he in a coffin
Another street tale ain’t gotta spread the details
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