Lyrics:
know how it feel (uh)
Before Nas, I ain't know 'bout a deal (I didn't)
We was movin', I ain't know 'bout the pills (not yet)
You don't know about
days and me and my latest girl agreed
To go our separate ways, so I'm single
Thinkin' 'bout what we had and missin' you
But I ain't Santa, I got
route
Thinkin' 'bout my niggas, I ain't seem 'em in a while
Thinkin' 'bout my son, I just had another child
I been thinkin' back on bro, like, "What
instead, you took a cap
They say Tyga and Diggy but Rocky been Jiggy
Curren$y from the Wiz ain't enough to get me home
Can't really hate when they compare
Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If'n you don't know by now
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do
a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'?
You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic
wanna see your face again
I don't even wanna be your friend
Don't wanna be used by you again
So I'm saying goodbye
Girl, I know that you're thinkin
I'm hot, I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down
The way I break it down
Some days I'm in the crowd, all by myself
Bunch
Thinkin' 'bout you, I been drinkin'
You a fly lil' baby
Should be my lil' baby
I arrive in your thighs
Put butterflies in your navel
And my
I was thinkin bout you I was thinkin bout me
I was thinkin bout leavin tonight
I was thinkin bout thinkin I was thinkin bout drinkin
I was thinkin
you 'bout the time we ain't give up and we still fight
I could tell you 'bout the time
I could tell you 'bout the money, cars, and hoes, and the ice
you
You ain't thinkin' 'bout the people that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got better shit to do
You coulda bought a crib with all that bread
you)
Well, I'm-a thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
(Thinkin' of things) like a walk in the park
(Things) like a kiss in the dark
(Things)
guns
Ain't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter rooms
This shit is crazy, my nigga
I mean brazy, my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my
but it's street gossip
It's nothin', ain't 'bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time he see him, it might
medusa, these niggas just losers
You ain’t even do shit
I’m the coach that’s coolest
T ruler, sharp shooter, red ruga, not human
Lex Luthor, super mutant,
How you make me want to leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you
This is what you do
Thinkin bout her and the thangs that come long
on the boulevard thinkin' bout you
I got an empty feeling deep inside
I'm going over to the other side
Last night I dreamed I made it to the promise land
I
poppin' pill after little pill
Of them tabs of that shit you on, but if you want it you got it
You'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it
from the bullshit good safe place to sit and talk shit
From this house it's quite big, but it ain't when you can't leave it
And I feel so isolated,
and left them by the stairs
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
cy-ay-ay-ay, ay, ay
Thought you had your shit together, but damn, I was wrong
You ain't nothin' but a lost
Cross their heart and they hope to die
That the other was to blame
Neither one will ever give in
So they gaze at an eight by ten
Thinkin' 'bout
Only heaven knows
Well girl, you got me thinkin', if this ain't perfect
Ah, it's pretty damn close
I don't believe in meant-to-be's
But I believe
you go no I didn't
I'm long gone but my heart's still in it
Left to wonder why you ever let me say goodbye
I've been thinkin' bout you all night
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