Lyrics:
chasing dreams
Everything's just right it seems
Sweet breeze blowing through the trees
You and me easy and free
Bright skies where our spirit flies
Sing
waiting by the door
I wanna take you home tonight
I promise I will make it nice and easy baby
Take you home tonight
I'mma let you touch me, love me,
panic attacks
You ain't a star and your record company know that
How you make all this money you just fart and blow it?
I'm a business woman now so I'm
it don't matter
The fact that he does her wrong
She'd rather be abused
Than treated right by a real one
Asking herself what if I would have
Asking
show Brazilians (Rittz keep it real, pimp)
Even when you feel pinned to the ground
Ceilings can be broke through, old school
Gold tooth, shinin' when
rhyme 'em to death
El Mag, be on top
Been bustin' all hot and I ain't stopping yet
Ballin' so fast and I do it real freely
Be on my grind and I ain't
Surrounded by all these wanna be's lately there's too many
I...dropped the Henny and dropped the Remy
Champagne if I'm sipping make it pop confetti
Every time
Or get bit by my crocodile
You acting while
I'm preaching positive crime
Read a book
I'm swimming over the nautical mile
You better sit when the stick it
life is crazy
Whoever thought it would come to this over rap nonsense
Rap from the comfort of being attacked by my conscience
Looking out my window,
Turn around and work real hard for me
Baby Girl say she need me
Say she wanna please me
Go ahead try to please me
But Baby Girl it ain’t easy
Baby I’m
And look back at it dat's if she's a real vet wit it
But she gotta have hips wit it
And know that one flat ass can make a whole clique look bad
To all
I get by
Sometimes its a struggle
I have tried
How far have I gotten
Little pieces
The ghost I believe in
Is fighting hard
Inside me is burning
Who
to the sky
Spread your wings
You're meant to fly
Sometimes you don't want to feel
But that's how your mind can heal
It's easy to feel like you're not real
heat
Word on the street Soulo done done it again
Look at me
I used to match a dub sack with my friends
Now we smokin' by the O
Like the letters P and N
the bench (Woo)
I ain't even pay the rent (Woo)
Make sure the money well spent (Woo)
Now I'm all rich and wealthy (Woo)
Pockets real healthy (Yeah)
tell me
To, I'll be standing by, aye
But what you don't know is
Once we get started, it'll go on and on
And it won't stop 'til I
See her love come down
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
Make room for the king of the jungle
I was staking the game out
And witnessed it crumble
Now it's different, it got me livid
I'm itching to rumble
It's Key Kelly man, Key Kelly
Gotta' stay dedicated, yeah you gotta' grind
If you tryn' to live your dreams, then you got to make time
If you tryn'
your senses as the moon draws the tide
Hold fast to your heart
Be real, free yourself
Our paths can't be walked
By anybody else
Take it off the back
a minus
This party might end up dry
But I'm not supposed to worry 'bout water
There's seas around me
Real deceiving
I-ronic how I'm appalled by the lion
it's not so easy
To make a soul oh so stark
The music's dark and the lyrics lost
Shaped by the things we dread
The songs they write are triple
The pain
never hide but make sure the spotlight passes by
How dare they let us leave
Somebody teach them not to confuse
a leave on parole with release, after all
a better life and I still can't seem to find nothin
Vvs's on my neck be easy don't go blind from it
Carrying this broken heart and im feeling like I'm dying
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