Lyrics:
I want you to be by my Side till the day that I die
I wanna be able to call you mine till the day that you die
I want you to be by my side till
die, I'ma be a legend, I swear to God when it's all over
Thought that nigga was my dawg the whole time, he a cobra
I got pain in me, I'm brought
to say no lies
I bet the fake gon fly
I bet anybody that hate gon die
Another day go by
I ain't really bout to say no lies
I bet the fake gon fly
I bet
Ayy, Lute (yo)
Can you do me a favor?
I need you to talk that talk like a Charlotte nigga would (yeah)
Carolina proud of these bars (okay)
eight days a week
'Cause I can't control myself when I eat (I'm hungry)
Think I'm an Insta model now, what's that about?
By the way, have I mentioned
Aye
Shawty I know you be hearing this and that
From here and there but,
Please trust and believe lil' momma
I see you gon' ride for me
So I'm a die
missin' it right there
So as days go by
I'm counting every minute
Wishing I was home
For sure with you in it
But the soldiers that
I'm runnin' with
get by today
Heyyy
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
'Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
You save that drama for another
last four Cass'
(forecast) i seen that movie
Wasn't you a part of that Next Day Air cast?
Coincidence, cause my homies will
Shoot ya hype man and next
Oh, stewardess! I speak jive
Oh, good
Jus' hang loose, blood
She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med side
What it is, big mama? My mama no
the recorder, let me go forward, without the following cursor
Do you think that I feel good everyday
With the same shit they say, and it strays me away
And I
and a tombstone "epigram".
So I promised him, and he paid the price in good cheechako coin
(Which the same I blowed in that very night down in the Tenderloin).
You know I had to do this shit
That blue shit
Drop drop drop drop drop out by the corner store
Where I met this broad
Brought her home got it in
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
Tais
40's on the corner sip Coronas on the plaza
Living for the day cause we ain't promised no manjana
Highly concentrated so relate it, Blakah
I speak
screamin, "I'm so poor"
Hit records, bangin videos but I'm so poor
Yo, can I hold somethin? I'm fucked up, duke
You can tell by my jeans and my scuffed up
we'd sink thirteen in the basket
We weren't really that good
I miss the days of just hitting my friends up and chilling at Kimmel and going to shops
in due time it's just this weight on my shoulders starting to take its toll on my spine
But I'm good.. Yea I'm strate
You know takin shit day by day
Ignorance was bliss
Hopeful soul working feeling blinded by the mist
And look
That money did a lot for me
I was a good kid playing double Dutch when it would
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
I cant give these thoughts for food
Been makin' trouble since a youngin'
Never one to follow rules
Make that money by yourself
Don't get fucked over
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
till the day I die
Oh, I hope, I hope
I hope that you're not sad
I hope that you're happy although
I ain't by your side
I hope everything was real
I
I had a Huffy
You could ride the handlebars
Got some battle scars but
That means I survived
Now I'm lookin' for a lady to walk by my side
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