Lyrics:
nightmares
Causing ruckus
Reckless by the mouth
And I ain't even said enough
My name ring with the big bean
Young king with the big thing
Money blue need
SUNSET CHcSIN COWBOY
J. MICHcEL HcRTER
I WcKE UP WITH c MILLION THINGS WEIGHIN' ON MY MIND
I GOTTc KNOCK EM OUT ONE BY ONE THERES ONLY SO MUCH TIME
In 1981, I was perfect for a month
But the truth is it's been all downhill since then
'Cause we did strange things to our bodies and we forgot most
stood by you in all the ways
Everybody is working for money
They want you to lie they think that's funny
This life ain't easy
So stop playing around
can rearrange some things, know what I mean? yeah
This ain't a game cause I ain't playing bout you
Never been worried what they say about you
Friends
Y'all better hit the back of the line
You know that man is fine.
Ooh lord he's steppin right on time
You know that man is mine
Everyday I love him
Bought 12 Kitchens
Recess is over
Cause know boy We go by Them princibles
Don't holla at me
If it ant bout no fucking Residuals
Man I ant sleep in
smooth I swear
Moving like I live around here
Momma said to get it how I live
I come through stealth
All by myself
Ringing them bells
Doing so well
the room to deal with this because I'm not. I'm like, what is she gonna do here? And I hear her go, shhh, and I was like, does that work? (Moan, shh) It
in the states seen
Someone stabbed in front my door playgrounds is graveyards
TVs the closest thing to joy the ones meant
To serve and protect all
do it like you 'posed to
It only takes a phone call
To be round who you're close to
I told you
This is not a threat, it's a warning
The hunter going
they'll sell you for the money
Listen, you hear how they are hissing?
I hear this and I'm sicken
They wait for you to stop breathing
False people,
You’re the master of your own destiny
Never forget that
The only thing holding you back
Is you
hitta ass on sum stepback cuz my ballin foreign Luka Doncic hot cake Mr. McDowells and we sellin out sweets by smith timing is priceless gotta luxury love
this all to matter
Bring you back from the dead
The way you left
Wasn't pretty
Wasn't subtle
Wasn't kind
Death is not poetic
And no song will change
a real dude,
I'm sucker-proof,
Moms is real,
Pops is real,
Don't pull my card,
Unless you tryna duel,
I aint gotta use guns,
I'm old school,
I'm tryna have
keep this stuff boring i let it do
I let it do thing u wish that u could feel just one more time
I wouldnt want the kind love that you gave the other guy
ohhhh
I just wanna be the exoctic fruit
Let me tell you many things, but first my name is Yoselin
Look at me well, i'm not the same
This is my life, I
this our love
Is getting stronger
Don't you make me sober
Cos I will be soldier oh yeah
Anytime you need
Me just come closer
No man can put asunder
Not
head
They just making me drown
Slowly and slowly
Im losing myself
In isolation
My head is a cell
Cant reach for heaven
Im living in hell
Want it to stop
and i'm fucked Up, i cant think of a thing but a Rubber, tonight i think i'm finna Fuck her
And ion know why she keep asking Me questions like where is yo
Everybody is a folk singer and they all go stories to tell
People only listen when you sing about them well.
I ain't holding back no more, this is
for me, they ain't never there for me
Life is too ahead of me, so many people dead to me
People fallin' out of line, I'm not fallin' out of love
By my
hip
Was trying to be modest but baby girl you're the finest
Around you my mind is crazy while we being honest
Gold is not more precious than time is
So
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