Lyrics:
and let your feelings be the realest
I'm nearest to my clearer state of mind, seeing from different angles
You don't have to do it all in one, how many
is
Said this just to establish who's lying to you through speakers
The greatest don't need no features chart topping just like the Beatles
We made it
like
Baby, I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause they never tell me lies
I can feel
I'm on the road when Pocono snow in overload
Just do me a favor and go make sure the doja rolled
Check the skin tone. Yea, look real close
It ain't got
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
came along. I had choices to make...
Dreams take time...
Time goes by...
When does it disappear?
How can you get so far off the track?
Why don't
prayed we grow
Hoped it better and now we grown
By the road, so cold, I was freezing
Had to hustle make it, nobody believed in
Ain't no pain without no
you don't get big weight and lose it like Oprah
caught a case down South in V.A. court
the game change every year like EA Sport
you see now they got
Musketeers in the rear seat"
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down this road before
So lonely and cold, it's like something
the curtain knuckles jerking for certain
Poppin' that pussy
Sweatin' till no fluid is left
When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death
You gon'
empty
But then again it’s so tempting ooh ooh
Is this the same road, in the same race
To the same home?
Do you think we on the same road
To the same
1: Send In The Clowns
Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss, don't you
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
without the rose
In this same boat, and we're all afloat
With Me and Mr. Jones, the Counting Crows
And a big yellow taxi on surrounding roads
We gotta keep
Call me Al Pacino way I'm coloured cappuccino
How do we know
On a free throw
Have another sequel
Like I'm in the Beatles
Loving the Coco
I might just
got no evil in me
Come through four deep you know how we rocking like it's the Beatles with me
Niggas want me stretched out on that bed so gotta keep
tellin' them bitches we hittin'
That's why we don't be tellin' them nothin'
4TF, Only The Family
But Four Pockets Full, but we keep it a hundred
That
that's word play
That's something you don't have and
That's the problem nigga
Do the Math we not equal in this equation
I'm a solve it nigga
You said I
on that road trip,
We ate up the miles it was all about the music
We must have sung it 40, 50 times,
I fell in love you remembered all the lines
Ask
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
still might
Why do I put up this fight? Why do I still write?
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life
Sometimes I wannna jump on stage
like I'm chilling Ricky and Nicky out in Dubai
Nah
I mean these niggas don't fuck with me and I don't know why
I do
But what more do you want from
and heat
The Beatles and the Stones
Sucked the marrow out of bone
Put the V in Vietnam
The Beatles and the Stones
Made it good to be alone
To be alone
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
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