Lyrics:
We can't be alone
If you knew the shit i do to you
Grip you by the neck
Hold ya breathe
And let me breathe through you
Before we even met
I ready
Lets pray that he's a donor
Maybe his lost of life could for something
Now the reaper coming after this heater dumping
Cause I done lost my smile
Uh-huh
Allay
Allay
Uh-huh
Big house
Big house
Uh-huh
Full Pack holla back
Verse:
I said I woke up this morning, I had to go get it
There's too
Waking up at 11, damn I slept in late
Check twitter for ten minutes
Then it's three o'eight
Whip up a li'l to-do list
But it fills me up with doubt
Little precious!
Ooh yeah
Little precious waits alone
Tears of fear 'till he gets home
Chilled deep down to the bone
No food, no friends, no
the boulevard so committed
My committee told me go and get it
Linked up with Lil Jenkins Grown Up business
And we ain't leaving this joint til we finish
Was ist
me
I got bitches that would steal for me
Ride or die and grab the steel for me
Told lil shawty don't get comfortable
I got women trying take ya place
500,000 on the floor, off of one ho
I just got this lil bitch credit done, I'm tryna buy a store
Tryin' to get my youngin' back to pimpin', he been
by hydropower
Deflower ya lil sister, tell ya mom's I miss her
Like Jack Rizzo a rip ya
Meet me under the lights, Finless Brown believe the hype
We
be outside we be having fun
You better get yours cause I got my gun
Knock em all down one by one
Ima keep it real them n***** my sons
We did this
We
happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely,
lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely or a love
you get to the corner don't look at those freaks
Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah
The beaming boy from harlem with
lost every dime but I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
[ banjo ]
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely
you get to the corner don't look at those freaks
Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah
The beaming boy from harlem with
happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're
shit
Turn this off go listen to Drake (You can go listen to Drake nigga!)
If you want that money money shit
Turn this off go listen to Wayne (And I mean
Starless.
Just an empty black sky,
Starless.
I’ve been in my mind, tryna thrive in this mosh pit.
I’ve been tryna drive, tryna fly in this cockpit.
Mo money
have thought I'd be the one wrapped up in this rap shit
I was lost but now I'm found, I built me brick by brick
I'ma take off, got no days off, plenty
thing
The scrilla
How to get it
And split it with la Familia
I'm un familiar
When I hit that block
By 12 o'clock
In a black car
Hoping they souls a rot in
the moment I laid my eyes on you
It was never fake or deliberate I genuinely tried to be a nicer dude
I don't mean to make money off of this shit but I just
All over your last shit
And your new shit too
I served it to 'em loose hand to hand
Gave the cutting tool crystals
And them tissues
This dope you
We should leave this club, I'm tryna go
Gold
diggers
are
Certified money makers
cnd models
You looking like something off the magazine
She
gon' make
is disconnected from your heart
And just cause you're in pain don't make this art
If you're so smart
Why don't you figure out happiness
Are you really
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