Lyrics:
Coffee, a drink in the morning
You in the bed still horny
I got cold coffee in my hand
Standing too long in front of the door
Not sure what's inside my head
Lyin' alone in this big old bed
I got you on my mind
I said when you left
I could make it by myself
But it gets harder all the time
And I can't take
dollars, they fell in her bed
In the bed, they fell in her bed (whoa)
You couldn't match my flight or top my speed
I'm too far out your league (wassup?)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Big time (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Are you ready for it (Are you ready for it)
Not many saw it (Not many
time to grieve
And then you went
Over my head
Over my head
I'm so sorry I let your love fly up over my head
Slept in my bed
Slept in my bed
I'm so sorry
flamethrowers too
Fry you up
Like fish-sticks
I'm the face behind your mirror
I'm everywhere
I'm even in your room, in the air
That's just the master plan
You
Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get
Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Don't stay awake for too long
Don't go to bed
I'll make a cup of coffee for your head
It'll get you up and going out of bed
I've been thinking
Lyin' alone in this big old bed
I got you on my mind
I said when you left
I could make it by myself
But it gets harder all the time
And I can't take
Pectations and meet 'em, but first
The "Speedom" verse, now Big Sean
He's goin' too fast
Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
There was a time I had
don’t phone me, you get me
Fuck coming online, I’m busy
Take me a lil nap to refresh me
If I’m not working I feel guilty
Never stay too long
pretty shitty man you're like my fucking idol
I wanna be just like you man my wieners just as big too
I ain't that mad though I just don't like being ran
them get big, what
Say how much more ghetto youth have fi suffer
How much more live without bread and butter
How much more body we a go discover
big-headed
Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's
junky
Nerves of steel
Have a lot of feel
I could play a reel
Without the ordeal
Its too close for comfort
When you pick at my head
Its always last
Waking up without a call from you has changed my lifestyle
No more laying in the bed
No more suffering from pain
MCS, I'll think of you till I'm senile
in my bed)
Saw you steady in my dreams and I know that's all in my head
And when I wake up in the morning I still got that sense of dread uh
Your
colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay with
tell you got big, big energy (uh-huh)
It ain't too many of them that can handle me (yeah)
But I might let you try it off the Hennessy
Make 'em sing
cock
I keep it 99 then I round it up, mathematics
I got the bed, you add the baddie
Then you gone subtract the daddy
Put the bitches I done left without
fear me like Cape without Robert DeNiro
You big pussy, so funky that you have to douche me
You can't hear me then my record label didn't push me
I
a big gun against her ass
You're not true
You're a light without faith is a sky without air
You're not true
You're a light without faith is a sky
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