Lyrics:
Cause I ain't tryna win shit while I lose my soul
Don't get it confused cause nigga imma die for this shit
See you swinging both ways we gonna slide in
in the sand
Now where her thigh is, you can see my hand
My shooters don't miss like they Kevin Durant (KD)
In the game and I'm runnin' (Runnin')
All
I'm riding in the 7,
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven.
[Chorus]
[Nas]
And still my talent is yet to be challenged,
Had new jet
like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L, if you disagree
Don't even look at me ho, don't pass go just go
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
into my mind
Gotta call cps
I'm getting beat by Father Time
If I could go back to 2009
I would use that momentum
To carry me to my prime
Feeling like
into my mind
Gotta call cps
I'm getting beat by Father Time
If I could go back to 2009
I would use that momentum
To carry me to my prime
Feeling like
I sing:
Race you to the top of the morning!
Come, sit on my shoulders and ride!
Run and hide, I'll come and find you,
Climb hills to remind you,
I
that's grey, I'm riled up
I'd like to go and check out the Nile one day
You better Beat It my friend, I'll play a solo so steady
From here to Egypt with
a look on top the hill you bouta die on
Calling niggas lazy cause they don't got cheese
But you only started flexing after PPP
You on the wrong
I've been driving in my car
It's not quite a Jaguar
I bought it in Primrose Hill
From a bloke from Brazil
It was made in fifty-nine
In
should woulda could back
Back to fifteen I've had strength in my days
I said to myself, that I'm more than a hood track
Whoa, you can drag me in
I could be the one, so let em know baby
You can have my son nd my daughter and you know it baby
Ima put your world on my shoulders just to show you
Baby will you be my corona and lime
And I will be your main squeeze
And if your brother don't like my style
We could take it to the street
We
Baby will you be my corona and lime.
And I will be your main squeeze.
And if your brother don't like my style.
We could take it to the street.
We
and caught again (caught again)
I'm caught again in the mystery
You're by my side, but are you still with me?
The answer's somewhere deep in it, I'm sorry
face bloody
Oh ima leave your block bloody
Say you can do your dirt
All by yourself
See I am a young nigga im chasing checks
He said that he could kill
this song, yo
Yo, I'm quite single, and occasionally I mingle
But aside from all the rest, she sparks my interest
No, ma'am, I don't know you
Just
think of you from time to time
As the years go by
Oh how I wish
I could tell you about my life
All I got
All I got
All I got are the pictures of us
How I
It’s too strong
That song by Post Malone
It always breaks my heart
Girl you’re a Sunflower
I knew it from the start
Eh
And now we’re miles apart
Eh
Yeah
FML
FML
Love, love
For my love
For my love
Love, love
For my love
For my love
All I can do is think of you
Think of you
And I wish I could spend
I wanted my 50s, you paid it in cash
You could have said it was a done deal
This life is a mess good people are gone
Do you wonder are they still
ever known
I dared to look into the years
Would you still have your wife?
I dared to peer through my tears
Could we ever have a life?
Even
him, I thought I could pass
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas?
We had flames comin' from out of the side
Feel the tension. Man! What a ride!
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