Lyrics:
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I am Wonder
and a smile
(True)
If you only knew
That your ho was gettin' dug up by the whole 7th floor crew
Tell me what would you do?
Would you cry like you a bitch
to see me)
I'm gonna walk by myself
Just to prove that my love is true (ooh)
All for you, baby
'Til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do
blush
I'm gonna sing this now
See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be
say you goin krazy boy
Niggas can not see me Stevie Wonder when I come around
Keep a couple clips Incase a hater try to knock me down
If they try
better)
Tell me what would you do
If in my shoes (if in my shoes)
Since I got the rock
Then I’m gonna shoot (swish)
Put you on an equal level
You don’t see
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
that drink and I got the silly bud (Uh huh!)
I know you want that (chilly rub!)
Watch me do it (chilly rub!)
All into it (chilly rub!)
You know what
that drink and I got the silly bud (Uh huh!)
I know you want that (chilly rub!)
Watch me do it (chilly rub!)
All into it (chilly rub!)
You know what
don't wanna waste away now
Got no place to stay, I'm online
Got no way out gonna give me a heart attack
What do I say now? Dear God, I pray now
Got no way
your album, all sound like filler to me
That's why I'm asking how they iller than me?
It's getting hot, you can feel the degrees
I been as real
Push
U're never 2 young, never 2 old
Push
Don't stop until u go
Did u ever stop 2 wonder
Why U put another down?
No man should asunder
The joy that
to see me)
I'm gonna walk by myself
Just to prove that my love is true (ooh)
All for you, baby
'Til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
me that he's wicked
Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket
And check what my man has to say
Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves
that I'm gone
None of my enemies can hate on me now
And all my friends can do is pray for me now
Only God can judge me
Now that I'm dead and gone I
hands in the air, westside's in the place
Word up, I got the formula, I'm mixing up the brew
Take the 40 to the head now what you gonna do
Deuce tre is
you know what I'm saying?
Aight so let me ask you this then
Do you see yourself as somebody that's rich
Or somebody that made the best of they own
Maybach drapes
We gon' do this for Kanye, if you can relate, that's Drake
We come shootin' for Conway, Ruger your face back straight
A hundred
but jail is somewhere that's not even close
I swear these boys they do the fucking most
I'm watching back and seeing how she pose
My mind is somewhere
you know? What did you care?
Turning a blind eye to the lies just to keep it all together,
But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder whether
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
racing from me
Well, let's just SAY it's a declaration
Of my anger, while I mangle
These two faggots until you rate this
Level of danger that I'm bringing
what you doing
They gon' feel you
And you ain't gotta rap no lies
That's the real you
I keep on having conversations
With the old me
I'm finna rob
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