Lyrics:
that you doin' better
Need consistency, it'll be just fine
I'm so hot and cold
Depression hits now I don't know
My efficiency is getting slow relapse oh
on the dinner plate
Love is hate, kissing ass by wetting vocals
Hustling on the streets, when it's hotter than Akapolko
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin
cigarettes (SLAM!)
A thousand cigarettes up off the floor
Doin push-ups, all that bullshhhh
Yo I`m tryin to (SLAM!)
I just want to give a shout, to all
switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you've done, oh baby, why?
Why? cause I'm a, I'm a, I'm a starboy
Nah nah nah nah ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
on doin' me (my joy, doin' me)
Now I don't know what else to say except, I'm so falsely accused
Tell me how can you judge when you've never walked in my
together by each other's side
I love you I mean what I say
I wish I could just take your pain away
Hey girl I apologize for not doin' right
We're for
Keep doin' whatcha made to do
Keep doin' whatcha made to do
Keep doin' whatcha made to do
I stay doin' what I'm made to do
Keep doin' whatcha made
doin' me
Uhh, you know I'm still in my prime
So, give me some lovin', I could feel in my spine
And do it to me like you said you would
Talk dirty but
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm
does bring me pain
I know you've seen the tears
But it don't change a thing (no, it don't change a thing)
How you doin' the most but still the bare
SONG NcME (Read a Fortune)
INTRO
I testify to pain yeah
I testify to pain yeah
I testify to pain yeah
VERSE (1)
I'm straight up out the bricks
you know)
Always doin too much (About love)
Always doin too much (Tell me what the fuck you know)
Always doin too much (About love)
Baby why you always
nigga, you could picture me hot gun in the rain
I shed the tear, cause this nigga here inherits the pain
And now I'm labeled as a thug nigga, you know
talkin like big dogs
Niggas know that your shitz fraud
We dont give a fuck what you spit dawg
Fcuk Iz u doin
Fcuk Iz u doin
Fcuk Iz u doin
Fcuk with
I got a vision I’m out doin' numbers
Cars, flying private on planes
I’m ready for pressure I’m steady and Growing
I know I’ll be taking the pains
, what y'all doin'?
What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?
Gotta make a difference in your own hood
Feel like Will Smith, I see millions
I'm gonna pursue it
lonely nights im by myself I tend to get lost in my mind
I'm fighting off these demons that are tryna kill me from inside
I been askin what i'm worth but I
don't wanna fight)
I just want you's to know
That I'm Creed, bitch
Happy now I proved you's all wrong
But in my mind, I knew was doin' something right
I
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
far to the job,
Just to feel a little pain. Yeah but,
What are they do’in? That’s what I want to know, what are they do’in with their lives? Are they
gotta act like I ain't lurkin' What's your Name?
Well, my name is Dest'n Hey, how you doin'
I understand this is a little confusing I know we just met,
death by electrocution's like life in New York, isn't it?
Shoulda been a dentist, mom said it
Pain's the way that my craft expresses
Born in a little
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
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