Lyrics:
need a little kissin’ - right here and now
No sense in me pretendin’- my heart ain’t all in it
You got my head spinnin’ - feet off the ground
I can’t
The air that we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked up
It's fucked up.
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head...
All people wanna
hard to speak
Last night I hit the books then I went to bed
But I never fell asleep cause I was in my head
Huddle up how I be feeling and it keeps me
of the killer of my uncle Ray
And she's tryna calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day
And what tomorrow has in store, we could never be sure, so all
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air,
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
splattin' 'em,
So many homicide records, my cases went platinum.
D'shawn is nice,
Known for givin' out head cracks without touchin' dice.
Just pain
hoes high 5s
Till niggas tried me
Curly head fuck Shawn
Shot the ones wit lil smoke
Hopped up all hype like it was all jokes
Looked at me like Aww
Cheech
the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,
after all of her phrases
Either she the one or I'm caught in "The Matrix"
But fuck it, let the Fish-burne
Red or green pill, you live and you learn,
you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
the impression
Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'
It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'
My whole crew up in this
of the question, stop the guessin
it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin
My whole crew up in this muh'fucker
We spray corners, stand there like you got
head
Say my name when you on your back
You Feening for the d*** like crack
Know my way around your body
I'm good I don't need no map
We living in a time
to fly)
Let her give you head and shit
When you done give her back I got some breads to get
That's yo' bitch, but my hoe, you owe me dough
I P-I-M-P,
can live here
And here is anywhere I go cause you still dear
To my heart in case I never really made it clear
Diamond In the rough
I reached a level
died tryin to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin in peace don't even stress that beef
Go head and sleep count
he don't live by the lyrics
Not a real shooter can tell by appearance
Two in the head turn his ass to a spirit
The glizzy and draco I swear that they
up and shushed
Unlike tay-k I beat the case, I lost my dad at ikea we went different ways
Bitch gave me head but couldnt reach the tip, like I said
(nigga, you knew me)
In the ghetto, AP strapped a coke out a supie (whip)
Neck full of Veert pearls, lookin' all boujie (ah)
Greeted my fiends with
ask price
Living life like I lived it twice
In the yams went to live twice
It was real nice
Just not my thing
I like art scenes and big screens
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