Lyrics:
Good head all of y'all clown
But I love her from the top down
Steady drowning in all gold
Old soul feel like pac now
Homie pop another rock now
Gonna
(Oh)
Sip my life away with codeine (Codeine)
I'm a stoner it break my lungs (yeah)
Far away like I'm on the run (What?)
Drip the kid, I keep me a gun
And penetrate to leave you thugs to suffer
(Ha) like AIDS on some lethal shit
But I don't gotta
Worry 'bout that 'cause Ran'
Keep tons of rubbers
Eighteen spit
Baby I would never hurt you never
(Tag line Yah a problem pon eh beat)
God sent you here for me for a reason all I wanna do is give you my love (dem
Long brown hair and ruby lips,
you looked so fine.
I thought I'd take you on the town,
try to make you mine.
I thought I had the perfect plan,
I
See, I’ve been rolling through the pictures
Of us hanging in your house
And I’ve been wondering about the time
You said I had to pick a side
The wind brings me your smell, so sweet
They keep asking me about you, they keep
You're killing me inside
Like a cancer
But I know if I call you
You
I've been running around all these while,
To find someone love way go make me settle down like this,
I cannot deny your body bad,
You dey make me
mind don think
Plenty place wey my leg don reach
Mehn I’m different, mehn I’m different
Give me any record imma pull it down
Never ever stop till I
Some days you will find me,
Other days you’ll find I’m lost:
Lost between my feelings
And the things they say are wrong.
I Will disagree when people
Only time I'm feeling free
When I'm staying on the beat
Only time I'm on someone's feat
Carrying the song by bringing heat
My mind get stuck
I’ve been gone for too long
Said I want what you on girl
But the pack goes too strong
You don’t know if I’m in love
Okay
Pulled a fast one baby
Imma uhhhh
Yeaaaa
Imma uhh
Ima take this shit there
Ima take it there cuz
I know where there fuck I came from
I know I’m the one (this
Oh yeah yeah
Eh eh oh oh
I am running
Running running running oh
(I no fit run,I no fit run again oh oh yeah)
Omalicha I for like to make you my
Chorus:
Back to the day to day stackin' this money
Dollars and 50's , Go up to the 100s
All the way up till I'm reaching these commas
Livin' my life
Fuck it they ready or not
I'm coming they running
I'm coming they running
I'm coming they running
I'm coming they
They gon
Yeah
They gon
Raining down on my parade
Now I'm falling far from grace
I don't wanna be here anymore
Yeah
Always ask if I had stayed
Would we have ended up okay
(Intro)
Watch it
Watch it
Watch it (You Better)
(Chorus)
You better watch how I step
Watch how I step like a pro
Watch how I step in and go
I'm back up in my _time zone
Get a pack gone now baby I know
cnd you're all alone
When she see me know she hit my on the phone
Yeah oh I know
She
I really tried loving you but I don’t know how I get hurt in the long run
Now I’m by myself
And I’m stuck in this program
I need to make a milli
I be i be i be flexin on my ex
Stuntin on the gram every picture flex
Gettin to the bag my own money, yea
And I be i be i be flexin on my ex
Flexin
Pressure heavy, Lucy foot is steady on my neck, got me praying that I just make my trip home
Put in all my hours, I'll be fucking up a check, if you
God Oh God Oh God (laughing)
That shit tough as fuck on my mama
I had to feel that right there ain’t go lie to you
That shit tough
One way call
She get the wet wet wet for me
So ten ten Tennessee
And bad be her recipe
Music my remedy
Paranoia keep me fidgety
But brodie bro’s security
So I
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