Lyrics:
and left me (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
For somebody else
Now her memory keeps hauntin' me when I'm by myself (I'm by myself)
So break out the bottle bring
since "H to the Izzo"
That's when my man Biddle stopped by with two little
Pills I could put in the bag and sell like Skittles
One for ten, fifteen for
I've been on the move
I think I'm gonna stop now and just bring it on home with you baby
By my side, not gonna let love pass me by
Not this time,
passed the news vendor, pursuing my agenda
And I like everyone else, I dropped the ball here
Still trying to get home, I saw a telephone
And put some
so sweet
Like cold wine in mid-July
Well yeah, by this time when you're drunk at five
And the drinks sure got me high
Now that I've already had ya
to get the click so you say
"Hey Man, I can't lickety split"
You start to open up a little book
And there's somethin' there you got to overlook
know is I'm far from home
Can you tell me where you've gone
Cause I'm missing out
And I'm freaking out
When you put me on hold
When did you started
feel like home
And life, it only gets better and
If not, it don't matter
'Cause you already feel like home
I seen the world, I seen its problems
But
love in my life
Instead of just fuckin’ at night
Yeah but it’s enough to get by
Now I ain’t sayin’ husband and wife
But more than just lust from this
me away
Don't be fooled by the name
I've been doing okay
To get out of town
I've met someone I really like
Just kind of afraid to fall in love again
that umbrella get raised
They thinkin' that they can read me
Then they ain't knowin' my page
Tryin' to keep a smile on my face
Even at times when I
angels in the snow
We're doing it all when I get home
So baby, baby, baby, keep the light on
to keep anxiety out my life
I only fuck with thugs so I don't need a choppa by my side
She's like woah, anxiety back in my life it better go
I hate when my
Salvation lies within
Don't ask me what I did
When God made her he threw away the formula
Fell in love on a Sunday
By Monday morning I drifted away
All
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
little heart is getting bigger
And I hear that song a little louder
And I find myself coming back to the sand
When you're by my side
The world gets
Can't hold me
Console me
I've been here
By my only
Can't hold me
Control me
I've been here
By my lonely
Can't hold me
Console me
I've been here
By my
up on one of those scooters I don't like
Cole said "the promoter got a burner ting", Keem style
Second one fell out
Nights go by and we get deeper into
the black book when I'm cooking mine
Home cooked meals on a plastic plate
The motivation got my focus on the higher stake
I brought the wine back by stepping
and then I grab her by the fro
Let her hit the notes she always putting on a show
I know its wrong
But when we fuck we get along
Keep you to the side Im
my comfort zone
Let em say what they wanna just make em watch they tone
I took risks to get this shit out of a shelter home
And I feel better when it’s
They say I'm lyrical not talkin lemonade,
Bitches get famous by hittin the renegade,
Im blowing up like a mufuckin hand grenade,
I got more paper
never wrote a letter
Now I'm tryna hold my head up home alone and always fed up
Overgrown I'm torn the set up this an overload I get it
Hoping that you
me through my toughest phases
Uh this for my bitch back home with the titties and the flat butt uh
I done made you cry made you want to get high when
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