Search results for 'face to face by surface' Page #7,754

Where we'd dance all slow
You'd pull me in real close
And never let me go

Every time I look up in the sky
I see your face
All I do is wait, mm

a lot but I'm humble 
Got me forever habits
Taking by the cops with a life of drop but I'm better ashes
I be in recluse when I'm in the booth
And I'm

pictures you know strategizing
Trying to tell me I need something I didn't need when I had it
(Trying to tell me)
Fly by closed readings this star is

Crescent Heights

Jude

Sarah

tan,
But the fires are flamed by
The names and traces and the places and the faces
But it's all the same in the morning game.
I got no need to tussle, I

niggas is lame they all in my face
Know to many niggas hating these nigga just always just eat off my plate
Count up the digits smoke out all the bitches

baby
Did you need a bottle
Do I need to run it
By you once more
Nigga you petty with your dick
Your petty with your fits
You make me sick
I can't believe

The only one that can judge me
She can't even touch me
I'm screwing up my face it's getting musty
Never rusty don't be funny that's my skin tone
They pull me

police had kicked in the door when we stay on the west over there by the Goodies
I remember first grade I didn't get promoted
I remember winning the rec

the game up a Cop was killed
If he say my name see how choppa's feel go ground hogg then ya Mamma Spilled
Niggas switchin' roles by the dollar bill let that

it all for free 'cause they don't care if you eat
Or pass out on the sidewalk and get crushed by what you're carrying
The weight of everyone
Who treats

the win now a days
Don't save them they don't wanna be saved
It's a cold world so I keep my jacket by the flame
Pour some liquor on the ground for them

count all the times I been snaked
And lied to my face
I need a shawty that's down to ride
Down to hustle and down to grind
If I got your trust I'll make

funny cause I always listen to you

2 for 60 I sell em by the twos

But since you here chatting im taxing you

Cold Game records for the record

Move like

Saving people that don't want to be saved is hard
I'm far from understanding God's greater planning but I'm marred
By going through lives meaningless

He got stabbed in a riot momma crying, her heart aching
Now her son ain't never comin' home she got to face it
I ride with killas
Niggas plot on my

wasted come take me down
I can hardly face it
Breakin weed up in the studio now
Fuck the Opps out there who think they can play us
Put your hands up

got the sauce, now I'm drippin' on the plate
If you got an issue, better say it to my face
Double like the greats
Really put in work
Do the Macarena,

What we really on
By the time you done loading the clip you don't notice your feelings gone
Go for some grilling huh
You unloading the clip touch

ain’t no time to just stop it
Faded and she jaded say she fucking with that pop shit
Watch the motion got my fingers on the crown
By the ocean I like it

the baddest moods
You could put a smile on my face
And I have the proof
Tape after tape
Tune after tune
We used to
Play in the toon
Man, they days were a boom!

of the past
Used to be all that I had, hacked apart by the hand of fate
Almost wish we never loved like we did
I wish we never kissed, you sucked my soul from

smoking on lately
The Runts and the Glues and the Cakes to the face
But fuck them Lil strain it can't equate to you babe
You in a league of your own and I'm

With that beaded waist
Them pretty eyes and thick lips
That sit up on that face
My life was damaged, it was mammoth
And you filled that space
So fucking

on
I was trying to elevate her
She not on my level But think she can get there
Just by taking the elevator To the pent house
But I know what's going on
I