Lyrics:
status so keep this shit brief (huh)
Draco by me 'cause I keep it in reach
Know niggas didn't do that shit like that boy Meech
That's word
the soul
And, oh, it gets so damn lonely
When you're on a plane alone
And if I had the money, honey
I'd strap you in beside me
And never ever leave
Hey, Instagram
This is a song I've been writing, oh, for a few months
I don't know, I, I started writing it about family
Just came up now, so
Things have been so crazy and hectic (crazy and hectic)
I shoulda gotten back by now (back by now)
But you know how much I wanted to make it
for you
I'm in the middle of a chain reaction (chain reaction)
You give me all the after-midnight action (don't pass me by)
I want to get you where
Even though it's been so long, my love for you keeps going strong
I remember the things that we used to do
A kiss in the rain 'til the sun shined
Baby, what's good for my soul
It's about to get crazy
It's an all-nighter, nighter, it's an all-nighter
It's an all-nighter
It's an all-nighter
of the soul
I never knew your heart could be so cold
You're driven by ambition and you want the best that you can get
Ambition leads you blindly if you let
Those crazy Christians
Instead of being outside on this sunny afternoon
They're by the bedside of a stranger in a cold hospital room
And every now
to the Roc)
This is the last call for alcohol, for the
(Mr. Rockefeller)
So get your ass up off the wall
The all around the world Digital Underground Pac
I threw a wish in the well
Don't ask me I'll never tell
I looked to you as it fell
And now you're in my way
I'd trade my soul for a wish
Pennies
what am I write, simple I can do this
Like Popeye to Brutus, I’m your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hi-jackin' fella
So prepare for
crazy, crazy-crazy
I got everything figured out
But for some reason I can never find what real love is about
No doubt
Everything in the world figured
a dime
Well my baby sister grows up so much quicker
I'm having me a real good time
Well I'm crazy like a fox
Oh, I'm crazy like a fox
'Cause while they're
myself screaming in the hotel room
I didn't wanna self destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
those who let go of regret
And you have to wait here when you're not all there yet
But you could be there by the end of this song
Where The Weeknd's so
I wish somebody would empty my head
I am so sorry for the things that I've said
The hopeless feeling that's living inside
I'm just a lonely soul
a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the
I'm friends with the monster that's
have you
How am I suppose to get past you?
And she called the next guy spillin' some real shit
Now they problems he got to deal with
When you said
another black motherfucker dead
Niggas ain't good for shit to me
'Cause it's a race for second class, so get your ass
Up against the wall bitch! And then he
pockets go
They still get they fill
Fingers scrape the bottom
It don't matter how deep yo' soul is
They sho' is blinded by the light! (Crazy)
Bob your head
go get myself a job so I can make them bucks
But I don't give a fuck
No, I feel great
Bitch, I feel great
One, two, three, four
Some crazy
[Chorus]
Get yourself a real woman
So you can be a real man
It's time to stop playing with girls!
You need a woman who will understand
Get yourself
for real man)
It's goin down baby, uhh
Uhh! busta rhymes
What?! Uhh, dmx nigga
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
I see ghosts clearly; even though, most
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