Lyrics:
not one of your priorities
When did you come back in my life
Coz I remember leaving you by the bikes
cnd watching as I drove away
Then going back
Breaking up my world
And I'm giving up my heart, ooh
Little by little by little by little
I'm losing all my pride
It's really getting bad
Hurting deep
March, march, march, march
Boomdizzle, baby
Way back in 1776
Who would have thought we would have had these chicks
Sum kinda slim and some
holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get
is just wait and watch.
On the third day who move away the rock.
That was the question, from doubtful Thomas
Thank you Jah for my arrival.
Keep it
I just got the light
Thomas Edison
I'm just in the whip like Pegasus
I just stack it up like a treasure chest
She just want me cuz my intellect
She
be by myself
Different day same thoughts
Same night different vice
Yeah I got this motivation just to make it through the night
Stumble with my circle
Here, as I stand
All the sounds become so clear
To get back home again, sometimes I lose my way
Because I've got to fall and just lose it all
the wave, we the wave, typhoon
Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons
Now she breaking pounds in my room
I put the fours on 'em
Came from
when I sleep
Let the Caddy warm up, Caddy corner
Trunk box bumpin', breaking glass on the block
Hot trouble, I could see the muzzle flash in my
breaking bones dog
The moment I'm upset, is
The greatest moment cause
I use that energy to break my problems
One by one
They say my heart cold, cause I
petticoat, easy and slow
And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe
All down the way Thomas Street, down to the levy
The sunlight was gone,
REcDY?
R U REcDY?
I'm being driven to my motherfukkin breaking point
The edge of madness; I'ma shake this joint
cnd be the nigga that you love to hate
My
a demon, damn I think I need her, yea
You the type I'll show off to my niccas
Keep you by my side through all the fucking day
Shawty there got no feelings
I'm not tryna run in place
Broke bans, empty hands
Give me one more chance
One time to enhance
Never say I can’t
Got my side, got my back
That is my
Thomas in my time
Did he walk upon the water?
Did the water turn to wine?
I threw my head back to the thunder
Asked for proof from high above
And then
think 'bout you
I talk 'bout you to all my brothers
My whole family know you
And you have the love by my mother now baby
Tell me what it is tell me what
petticoat, easy and slow
And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe
All down the way Thomas Street, down to the levy
The sunlight was gone,
Anxious
Written by: Nicholas Benjamin Howell, Jonathan Johnson, Alan Benjamin Thomas
I been feeling so sick
In the morning
I can’t take it anymore
slide
Yeah i'm balling high on life
On a private about to fly
Champagne out in the glass
Two bitches by my side
You know they about to ride
So many
Runnin’ ‘round by back, runnin’ ‘round my back
Anyways, anyways, anyways
Off with ya head, off with it baby
Anyways, anyways, anyways
In my mind, you’ve
who died
rumors say I came back alive with an axe
and attacked niggas actin' like Nas
my passion is to capitalize
come through my hood you
thought i would be an attorney nigga
But i wanted to make a mosh nigga
All my women are now sides
Turn my music to my wife
I chose the mic
Spitting 16's by
truck, high as a kite
Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite
Pet niggaz make they asses ride the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I
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