Search results for 'when she makes music by jack jones' Page #516

everyday but now I'm making music
Put a smile on ya face I wish I can do it 
Now days it's no love what happened to it
You was right by my side when I rode

mentality is something like when glass breaks
But still I got this confidence I'm alpha as fuck
Keep a bad bitch wit me she be backing it up (back)
I just got

see me nurtured by my music
These haters can never move me been grinding since you knew me 
From where I'm sitting I'm just steadily improvin
...Whether

the lawn
I crash my car as you watch all the stars
You dance to the music I'm high off a bar
Roll up the weed from the jar
Roll up the weed and go dark
I'm

that'll pill ya cap back         
I make a nigga wanna pop up make his body wanna snap back 
 
Cuz you ain't know me when I pull that gap out  
Bet I'll put

hit by a moving truck
Stay away but I use to be cool as fuck
Til they started switching now I'm rude as fuck
Kicked her out after fucking she do too

calm down saddle bags my music's flawless
She said you make me sick I said bitch you make me nauseas
I use drugs too much
That's what they say
Bet I

beef so we serving em tacos
Everyday I be stacking up money
I stay in my lane give a fuck bout a hoe (yeah)
Head on her shoulders she giving good throat

boy 
Is tryna build himself a future 

I get it's how every parent is (Uh huh)
She only wants to see me win (Ah ah)
And 
I was raised by the wave but

She heaven sent and the way I’m dripping is so menacing
I’m a dog , like im playing fetch man I’m tryna ball
I want it all I’m the first to answer when

to the woman who did create me
She smiled right through the pain it does sound kind crazy
Cause when you give it your all you come out just amazing
Through all

will tell you to pass
I might be hiding in the bank drive thru
Hop out yellin' when you arrive too
Think I only got guns well I got a knife too
If you

eat
Bubonic plague, pigs wagin war upon the streets
Morons speak on beats when a fuckin speech is all we need
Brought to my knees many times when

eat
Bubonic plague, pigs wagin war upon the streets
Morons speak on beats when a fuckin speech is all we need
Brought to my knees many times when

love to talk a lot of braggin
You deserve an Oscar all the actin
We prefer authentic over cappin
Niggas cant wait for my reaction
When he call you home

Mind gone
It's too high to be found oh yeah
Got bonds that connect me to the sound oh yeah
We'll be on on
If I'm honest
She the baddest
At the party

Iont fuck wit these niggas I’m just tryna get rich
In the studio tryna make another hit
Niggas takin lives everybody seemed pissed
So I ride around

and try to keep it real
Get outa hell and lose the shell
I know that you can tell
You hear it in my voice
Somethings changed
Ain’t the same
This music

don't feel how I feel

She died right in my arms
That shit make me don't want to live

But it is what it is
So now I'm sliding every chance that I can get

homer, You ain't outside, you in bed, you a homer
Notify me when you mention that business, I work with a crew, but all of us owners

Uncle Sam ain't

got it, make me up this chopper, show you how we rocking
He see my beard, make that boy step back, Skuba ain't no Rocket
Jab step, make that nigga

they both in
My bitch bad, yeah, she cold
When she talk my ears get froze
There he go, he leaving the
Spot, I can't lie, this the easiest drop
Don't care

hope when
You give that man dope to feed his family
That's mandatory when your man broke
We was in them vans low, told my trigger man
"Go" now I make

of little girl
Who likes to get her groove on
Making all the moves on
All these different dudes arms
Makes it kinda hard to know the truth Huh?
She said she