Lyrics:
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
Klicks, ich hol dich runter von dei‘m Trip
Denn treff ich dich mal alleine, seh‘ ich die Augen einer Bitch
Jeder meiner Parts fickt jeden deiner Parts
and I am willing to break,
But I'm begging you please, maybe just stay by my side,
I know I seem right, when I'm wrong
But baby forgive me tonight...
sur l'terrain d'jeu
Que les miens à mes côtés
Pour m'supporter depuis l'début, yeah
Hey hey, j'm'en bats les reins
Chow bye, j'disparaît de même
Tu veux
Out of my brain
Being without you it had me insane
Off of the drugs
I'm on a trip
Straight into heaven
Then I descent
Back into hell
Wishing you well
wanna know
Whatchu wanna know
Seven years of bad luck
But this shit it don’t add up
I’m twenty fucking one now
So that shit should’ve been done
All
brought me many lessons to loose
I ain't tryna die before I hit 40 I got it due
I'm aiming to be older than 222
I'd rather shoot for the impossible cause
Dang
Young ATG is still doin' his thang
Try to slime out I'm breakin' his fangs
Watch 'em get fried when I'm raising this cane
Ol' Snitch ass nigga
I lay to rest oh though it seems
Can I explain uncertain dreams
Disillusioned of my certainty
What appears and takes over me
I pray that I'm
crazy that I still get butterflies
I get lost in those eyes
Got me feeling sky high
Held these feelings inside
You just had to come by
Now I opened up
Got
Sean
Arranged - King Logan, Eric Dawkins, and Jane Zhang
Vocal production - Jim Benz
Produced- King Logan for Royal Court Music/ Side by Side/ J- Vu
Was tortured by the rain when it drop
Put a gauge for the thoughts, blast it
It's gone in a flash
Hoping to smash his feelings and
The hope that he had
could achieve something bigger than ourselves
Well I just proved you wrong
This one's for you
Check it
I'm on a rampage like Jackson
From queens, word
on Instagram i seen this nigga Wayne
Bought a new watch for half a mill i'm like damn for real
Who the fuck you trying to impress we already know that you rich
kinda like you hit the lotto
Then just lost it all
See I'm a ghetto platinum nigga
I'm gon shine this year
Y'all can't stop what God has for me
It's so
the leg, I was walkin' like I'm crampin' (ah)
Walked in the bank, the bank bitch called me handsome (ah)
Make it hand-to-hand, sportin' one of one Vanses
I am burdened by a blindness to your flaws
You're the only problem I can't see to sleep off
And I hear trouble every time you call my name
But I
the xan man
But really i should be calling you
Let my demon talk
Tell what to do
Bae you know i'm feeling you
Bae tell me what you want to do
Bought
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
City
And my Mama pushed the same van
We used to dream through the pictures we paint
I'm motivated by the images from memory lane
And even if I make it
You might think that my life is so great
Maybe try saying that to my face
Just a creep in a lover's embrace and I'm fading away
I don't hang around
Wit ya eyes closed nine fold
Minds blown by my flowin
The time slows increasing my glow
If only god knows
That I'm destined for the throne
Blessed
to riches, never been a saint but I’m the Franklin of this sh*t. I built this brick by brick so we in Rome with the Louis, like a “Samp” Dawg fit n*gga,
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