Lyrics:
and blackouts
From the edge of the world
From the edge of the world
If this is what you call the good life
I want a better way to die
If this is what you
of ages"
"Amazing grace", some of those good songs
Can't find it in my heart to ask forgiveness
Anything that feels this right can't be that wrong
Thou
good for them men
Even dad, you too good for him
Mama you know you inspire me
You deserve early retirement
You text me, tell me to take my vitamins
turnin' up
No turnin' down, even though we prolly should
I pass some drugs to you, it's prolly good
I know that we famous
Here's some red cups with
on her face
Got little hands, and she waves at me
Ya, she smiles at me
Well hello world
How you been
Good to see you, my old friend
Sometimes I
just get some real good rest
Might be able to do it again
Straighten up and fly right
Stop this trouble in my mind
When I go to work, it just
was broken and wildish
Dumb, I was childish
And anything good was too good for me
I wasn't ready for ya, ready for ya
Then you came in like I
broke
Said good-bye to you
Blue smoke climbin' up the mountain
Blue smoke windin' round the bend
Blue smoke is the name of the heartbreak train
me
You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one of them
They make good companions, but even worse enemies
It's all on how you take it
Nothin'
on the side of the bar
Sheek heavy in the hood (uh-huh)
And I don't mean 'cause I gained weight in the hood (nah)
My aim is good, ayo X what they want it
honey I don't know
What you're doing to me
Mon Cheri, but the truth catches up with us eventually
Tryna say live, live and let live
I'm no good good
Your love, your love
My baby, my baby
So so in love
So good, you're so good baby
Baby what I'm thinking, there's nothing
Nothing in this world
In
It was all good just a week ago
Niggas feel they selves
And then Watch The Throne drop
Niggas kill they selves
What niggas gon' do Hov?
This
I was runnin' from the po po
Banging for the turf, late night huntin'
Puttin' me in work, good day comin', airbrush, shirt,
Pay day, get the spot,
on the block, man, they got that work (they got that work)
Don't it smell so good, in Southwest where they rep that hood
Protect your chest, they up to no good
I hope she puts me to the test, what's next girl I came prepared yeah
Give it to her body real good get up in her head, her head
And no it ain't my
Passion's everything
When you were born to sing
Feeling good
Singing the blues
It ain't easy
Keep on paying dues
When it gets to the part
Well
mask of tragedy
It's not your style
You'll look so good that you'll be glad
That you decided to smile
Pick out a pleasant outlook
Stick out that
good in the beginning
Two good shots and not a girl singing
Spinning over now I'm sober face breasts
More murrr
Line out two shots and I'm down six
Caught a glimpse of heaven in your eyes
Thanks for showing me love (your love so good)
Baby we will grow together; this is a joint endeavor
I watched out the window
As you drove away
But we got so much history, baby
Too much good love to throw away
I know I can be a headstrong man
Got
Nothing in the whole world
You've been bad boy even though i've been a good girl
Well the point is i'm in love
And you're not acting like you should
You
dropper of the neighborhood
And every time I see you, up to no good
Just like a snake rollin' on the ground
Looking for some new dirt to spread around
Wayne, it wouldn't be)
They might think they've got a pretty good jump shot
Or a pretty good flow
But our kids can't all aspire to be LeBron or Lil
Discuss these good Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In