Lyrics:
like, I'm trying to tell who you are
Somebody come up missing
I swear it never fail y'all
Bullets is like shadows
The way that shit y'all
Them feds got
In my loneliness
When you're gone and I'm all by myself
And I need your caress
I just think of you
And the thought of you holding me near
Makes
are busy sparkling
They're climber and they glow
It's all for you, my dear
Christmas isn't Christmas 'til you get here
There's a present by
[Chorus: *Scratching*]
Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" 3x
Styles "I don't give a fuck" 3x
Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are"
Pain In The Ass " Fuck
looks sad and lonely
Tell me she's been missing me like crazy
Yeah, just look me in the eye and lie
Was she over by the jukebox?
Playing songs we
mackin' you when that Mac-11 start flamin' on ya.
You better keep your punk-ass from trying me.
You better try a taste-test before you think of trying
me
Your keys are in my hand
And everywhere I go
I'll try to remember
Exactly who I am
'Cause now that you're gone
I can breathe
Now that
out to serve the most powerful man he could find.
oh he traveled the world, asking wiseman from east and from south
show me where, (the power resides,)
blinded by the sparks
I was holding you close in the dark
Finding reasons to stay where we are
All of my life I've been sleep-walk living
Running
clear
There's nothin' missing when You are by my side
I took the long road, but now I realize
I'm home
With You, I'm home
I don't know who I'd be
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop, zoning out, listening to N.E.R.D.
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit, now I kick
become and surrender
Here one by one, so push us down
And we get right back up again
The things you're telling me aren't making any sense
Right back up
me
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are
I feel like James Wiseman, Jameis Winston
How you say you're working? You're in the same position
I feel like Blake Griffin, leave the rim shaking
5
Then you don't know what you've been missing
There's a world of opportunity under each and every log
If you've never been a charm breaker
And if you
bag, there's eighty grand missing
You pop up with a new Jag', with a bad system
I done sent your ass to Hawaii and Waikiki
When your man needed bail,
I will always be missing you
If only I could turn back time
To a better place, where you were by my side
I'll go wherever you are, go wherever
I realize what I'm missing
And now that you've gone
So I say a prayer
Are you out there
Are you feeling what I'm feeling now, yeah
If I never
thought, y'all niggas fight for a losing cause
Don't be fooled by the new kid cool shit , you just proved your views are false
Niggas wana run my race
Better
it behind
The point of no - return
For evil its to late, my hands are your fate
You gonna die - a painful death
For all the time, youve cheated me
to be, just another guy?
Two a penny's not for me, it just won't satisfy.
I'm just confused, by candles and prayers.
I just need to know, if You are
went to Howard
Knowin' you
Weekend in Miami trying to study by the pool
Couple things due but you always get it done
Might have been a time when I
For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your
of everything I do
And look at me as if I mean something to you
Our hearts are beating while we sleep, but while we're wide awake
You know the world won't stop,
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