Lyrics:
calling this American dream
And why you looking up for a role model
You be your model
Look who we follow
Niggas forgot about the problem
And single parent
And single parent upbringings
We doing bad on our ass
Nigga fuck singing
How you gonna tell me to keep it positive
And growing up I didn't have a pop
get me high
Any time I take a low
Blew smoke to the sky
Throw money at the floor
Workin' hard, gettin' by
You would think about your dough
I'm
All alone
I'll take being by myself
Don't need nobody blowing my phone
I'm doing just fine on my own
You think I care about your phone calls (Oh,
umbrella for two
Make we take this ride a fortune
Only me fit cure you by two
Shea we go still Dey dey two by two
No matter what Dey say about you
Shey na
Make your body warm and cold
Do everything sexually you ever heard"
And she hadn't said a single word..
I said, "Damn, what the hell am I gonna do?"
love got a really strong hold on me
You can mix the sugar with the sour, it'll always be sweet to me
Sweet to me
Ohh
Oh-oh next to you
I learned how
the fat from 'round me, had to lean it up
Please send a sign if you hear me, mama
Yeah, this lil' Jay, I'm hopin' you forgive me, mama
By the way, I had
clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
And wonder the cause, 'cause big
you softly
How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me
TV, Movies, and Records and Tours
So many busters wearing Versace I don't wear it no
to go down under
And let you know what I'm really about
But I don't think you really love me you just lovin the clout
If I come out to your city baby show
excited to come & see me but it never happened
By now the sparks have already ended
No sparking of the interest
I get bored sometimes talking to you
You
falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me
you and me forever
Let's see what we get
When we mix you and I
I'll be the red
You can be the blue dye
With a single stroke
We'll paint a pretty
'em
Fuck-nigga expect me to just lay down with you
You mad 'cause a nigga, you gon' keep goin'
A nigga ain't gon' stop you
You hot about that, you
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm
We’ll be okay by the end of the weekend
I’ve been getting fucked up every single night
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it right
Don’t give a fuck where I end
that you a queen
Love the way you fit them jeans
All about her green
Go getter by any means
Carti on ya wrist
You not in da mix
Tell me I won't buy but
care if you're a doctor
Or a single mom
Just bundle up a selfie
With some words sweet and kind
Send them to my email
If you wouldn't mind
Let me
Your tearin out
Tearin out pieces
Of me, to replace
The broken
Pieces of you. (x2)
Man, I can’t stop thinking you
Us together
Is like adding 2 and 2
and beasts
And every single ugly little part of me
Is just a color in the palette of my ever-lovin'
Never done in
Vagabond
Masterpiece
you mean every word that you say
And I don’t care if you’re tellin’ me lies
Cause I was fallin’ for you by the look in your eyes
You turn my world just
the message for me after the tone
If you callin bout some money, you say I owe you youse a bloody lie
That's a science fiction like that movie with the ugly
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