Lyrics:
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this
But,
Get offended by something petty
But keep pretending, make amends with you
Former shorty & flip the ending
Make friends with people that I can use
But nowadays we fall short I wish that we would call more
Started in the sophomore strayed apart but all swore
That it would never get this way but here
gets the chop
No one's way of life is threatened by a flop --
But we're gonna smash their bastard
Make him wanna change his name
Take him to the cleaners
it was the wrong way
To trick a woman, make her feel she did it her way
And you'll be there if she ever feels blue
And you'll be there when she
it was the wrong way
To trick a woman, make her feel she did it her way
And you'll be there if she ever feels blue
And you'll be there when she
the fuck out my way
'Cause I don't fuck with scrubs on any day
I can't buy her no drink
She can't ride with me
I don't know her and she
Can't stand beside me
the whole night out
Down by the riverfront
You can make a reservation cheap at Charlie's
Down by the riverfront
You can book the penthouse suite for a song
So
u by my side
Ninetyfour
That girl wanna be wifey , her man wanna be like me
But that nigga way to cheap
And my neck to icy
Sick ppl
Her ex man
all of us are equal
Everybody on the right side hit that sway
Everybody on the left do the same old thing
Talk is cheap, but, just know, my time sure
Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
I think about
and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't want to blow it
But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
fools go rolling by
It's food for thought, mobsters
Young people shoot their days away
I've seen talent thrown away
All you loan sharks!
The organ
fools go rolling by
It's food for thought, mobsters
Young people shoot their days away
I've seen talent thrown away
All you loan sharks!
The organ
many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you fuck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you
cope
By the time you peep this shit here,
I'll be three times doper
Yeah, this is for the trendy G's
To ya bitches, & High School enemies
All
or treat
We all need food to eat
Friend or foe we all go to sleep
Life away from home is
Far from cheap
So look long now before you leap
So soldier
Bands on me, mama
Can't keep up with all these hands on me, mama
Bands on me, mama
Can't keep up with all these hands on me, mama
Ran with the trick
off
The time gon come, until then, im elon musk, i innovate, low funds
And still look great, the best on way
En route, i stand by faith, nigga
Guess
which end to burn, how to spot that trick
All you need is the will to learn
.. and some good trees to burn
Relax, you'll be straight like a perm, word
what ya know about this
Tell me what ya know about that
They can talk all they want but they can’t stop by bag
Tell me what ya know about this
Tell me
Gettin' bent behind tint you can't see through
And my rims way bigger than yours
You went the cheap route or do that deck pop out
You gon' let that
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