Lyrics:
We might get burnt by the flame
So we look at each other
The glowing fire in between
And sit there and imagine
What could've been between you and me
She stopped by the crib, I told her
"Take it off" you know I'm getting money
Getting quite a lot
And no, I don't got no patience
I don't like to talk
face it
By my lonely, I️ might let you embrace it
But, while they watching, ain’t no communication
Cruise around the 404, Check the time it’s 4:05
No
habit, hope the stain's off
Say you're mine
And I might spray em up, prey em up, I might
And I might spray em up, lay em up I might
Because my days are up,
Ref:
Hop out the two door her wings just might by heavy
One call away and you know that I’ll be there for ya’
It’s easy to say “yeah it’s all good
a stallion
You got her, so flaunt her
Know everybody wants her
'Cause you might not be the only
So never leave her lonely
(She's still thinkin' 'bout
as the beat I murdered it
i might not be original but not sending subliminals
why rappers getting biblical
we all know god is fictional
Buddhist Hindu Muslim
and seek it
This scene is getting egregious
I might have to dip it and leave it
Then switch it no reason
Just like the seasons by the first one
I realized
many thoughts are on my mind
You’re not a human, not a beer
You’re all around and even here
You’re not a saint, not a city
No part of Venus, you’re
on the bench
Bench press em while they play in my hair
Ooo oh
Not a care
But I'm not a player
Cuz if I was I would keep a few
Girlies by my side,
Down to ride
believe that I am better when I fade to black
Know if I am forced I might not hold back
Imma hit em in the face with a yoda smack
If you take a stand imma
they might call me, but they gon' respect it
And I feel like you better off tryna call, I might not get the message
And she just tried to run off with
saving my time for mics later
I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
They hate
The answer came
Like a shot in the back
While you were running from your lesson
Which might explain
Why years later all you could remember
Was
Azz, Rare Breed, we all we got
See 'em out, show 'em love, chunk the deuce
Give it up it's a lot of bike clubs
But they not this hard, nope
Pounding
My secret garden's not so secret anymore
Run from the house holding my head in my hands
Feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel
It all
sayin?
DEB: Oh, my nigga, I ????? to do the shit by myself!
JT: Shit, do what, what you bout to do, man?
DEB: Tell these people bout this muthafuckin
groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's
flow try to consume
Myself in this
I'm not faithless
Just paranoid of getting lost or that I might lose
Ignorance is bliss cherish it
Pretty
(fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain't doin' no playin', these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin' all her friends, I might put 'em on the 'Gram, aye
that she want Casamigos, it's a lit night
The whole hood tryna slide, so the list tight
She bad, so she get by easy
She said she don't need you, she
jeans
I'm a rapper slash actor, might be on your screen
They must not know where I came from
Sacrifices, had to make some
Only eat with the ones who
Tossing periods in front of false reps?
It's not the 187 when the 360 slept
You swallow the cake from the plate of elevate
Or you might get sparked by
livin by my wits
This morning's paper called for romance on a whim
I reckon I'd believe em' if they told me sink or swim
I'm under water not on fire but
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