Lyrics:
the breeze
Help me please, yeah, I’m talking to you
Need something fresh, yeah, something new
To get me out of feeling blue
Little by little, I gotta believe
disguise
The shit you did, I put it to the side
Don’t you know you're messing up my life
And to me this shit ain’t really nothin new
God knows how bad I
dumb bells
Ain't no flexing on me
She won't do it for you, but she do it for me
All that cappin lil bit
Got to prove it to me
All that lying and crying
deal Please tell me it ain’t real
It ain’t real ...
It ain’t ...
Real, But shawdy u stay on my mind
I can’t be mad
She on my ass
I had to make up my mind
Shout out my lil cousin he been growing he ain't thuggin
Why you trippin Girl it's nothin I ain't perfect I got luggage too
Maybe we should hit
Mo potent than good weed and Angie
Mind gone ain't nothin you can say ta me
Heart colder than North Dakota
I held shit down like crushed by a boulder
Called up Lucky on the telephone
I asked old Lucky what's been going on
I got a mess of them blues, that you wouldn't believe
Seems like every
by the fear
That you're gonna make me lonesome, you're gonna make me blue
You're gonna make me lonesome, but I can take it,
Just because it's you
Man, I just wanna win Like it ain't nothin' else on my mind right
Now Just tryna get to the finish line, for real
It's like this
I just had to get
For so many fakes and so many mistakes made
By my given families temptation
To fate because of nothin but hate for my unconditional love
An unwanted
the sense
Of a gift it seems
I ripped split the needs
I got the fix this eve
Apple of my eye
Adam aint picked from we
Bitch you know
What get to from me
to play spin the bottle, run catch and kiss
Smooth Bee's my name, that's what I said
I got a blue Mercedes, a big brass bed
I live on a hill overlookin'
to
But I just wanna be the nigga
You rub your shit to
You work out with, you get fit to
I ain't chasin nothin
I get everything I meant to
She make me feel
cries they runnin' fast
Crack spillin' out they sides
It's the Hill brothers that kill
And raps on a blue trap water bugs nothin' but thugs
Cops
to put on a show
I'm buying up everything, sitting on all the dough
We got one dragon, two dragon, red dragon, blue dragon
You're so lame gotta sit
Panama, but she state to state brought up in Jamaica
Thanksgiving we ain't have no turkey but I flew this bad bitch straight to Turkey
She got a BBL then
red or fuckin blue
I only represent the tru
Fuckin fools never battle me
I got to much emotions
Plus they see the chemicals
Are drowning in
try me, Walk by me
But don’t speak, Just walk by me
You a sucka, Ya fake
Call yourself a brotha, You a snake
Put my heel on ya, Time to get real on ya
a well
Ian no suck up, ain't kissin no ass
This shit ain't no kiss and tell
312 we givin 'em hell
Truth in all 5 of those words
Ian no player i flirt
Girls
of
Mine? I ain't the type
That's why the couple of 'em who left
I hold 'em tight
I feel I need a different direction
No distillation
But we fuck 'em, that's
life timeless
Nigga, I be constantly rollin' with the devil on every level
It's a battle war ain't nothin' but a cosmic law
Competition and money
a trait I took from my father, we'll probly' never be close but I picked up on his vitality
I love my mother, but undercover
She got some skeletons and I
front of kennedy fried
Alot of niggaz wanna see me shine
But i still got tha lanes laggin behind
Hatin on mine itz nothin
Imma get to tha top regardless
I provide
You put ass on the 'Gram, perfect titties in they hands
You put pussy in it's place, you got that shit from your fam'
That food ain't far
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