Lyrics:
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
the truck
I guess that's just my luck
Think I need a rabbit foot
Four leaf clover, ladybug
I just need something good
Turn this luck around it's tough
Late
you.
By day three I wish you'd come right back to me.
Day four, five and six, well I guess you just don't give a shit.
Day seven, this is hell. this
we come alive after moonlight
We just some demons walkin' around past midnight
Been goin' hard all day
Make a bitch say she will play
Blow me like
spikes
We the ones you wanna be like we on that ten strike shit
Two lil baddies thats Em and Taryn, they know Aaron and reside by the bay of herons
We
move on to better days
You gotta help me doc, these thoughts are making me afraid, cuz
As a kid, I feared the monster under my bed
But now that monster's
What's up babe you been on my mind all day
I was up late somehow I can't give you space
How 'bout I hop in the whip and head your way?
How long
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Aaron mutha******* Michaels
N**** im obsessed with myself
Get bored I'm texting myself
I write out checks to myself
So Blessed I'm blessing myself
letters
Privilage in red in the capital of Texas
Celibacy to celebrity in a matter of days
History don't want me to repeat her ways
Sick a receiving
like my nigga Dre
Hey, your man call me strange like Aaron Yates
Ain't nothing change, but the fucking day
And it's about time I'm in a new space
I
never accpet
Anything less than what you came for
Early did it so I guess I had to do it late
Me and my brother on it
Appreciate like real estate
Go ham
Four o'clock in the morning
Can't get no sleep
Thinking bout you
I know you're thinking bout me
Four o'clock in the morning
Can't get no sleep
she gotta run Aaron
Take this work downtown to this nigga named Gary
Bring me back what I need, and I'ma make it happen
I'ma give you the world, keep
know your body been mine?
I know you know I know
Sexy, nasty, have no guideline
One day, four times
You don't mind that I don't care (pleasure,
willed to her by her late mum). So, he didn’t treat her well, he had instilled the poverty mentality in her, so things were really difficult. Shaine’s
Beach days turning into late nights
Sunshine looked me dead in the eye
What's the time, it's a sign
Realign, redefine in my mind
Beach days turning
Ima be good, yea ima be great
Niggas will spit in they hand
My heart was in my mine
Then dap me up
That's what i hate
I be so hurt by the fake
I put 4 thousand on the clothes that was by choice
Making noise
Ya I'm smoking loud I'm making noise
They hate me cuz im gonna bread that shit
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
increased
And that's the opposite of what he said last night
It gets so tough to understand this stuff, I don't really want to bother anymore
But by
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
you all day
Loving the way you tease me
Every time that she sees me
It's that Be 4 play
Don't rush into it
You know we're gonna do it
But make me pursue
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