Lyrics:
Posits
We more than friends baby we life
Partnas
Anything you want baby girl
You know you
Got it
My house, my car, my shirt, my phone, my
Wallet
Blowing up
Posits
We more than friends baby we life
Partnas
Anything you want baby girl
You know you
Got it
My house, my car, my shirt, my phone, my
Wallet
Blowing up
the average man's planet he can't fathom
That he can ever be anything other than stats, fat and taxable
He's getting his usual, ritual 2 o'clock cup of noodles
there was more to the story than that
'Cause she plays things down but according to that
He went missing one day in the morning he ran
She's doing
distillers
Billie Holiday on hookers, stoned out
I keep some cute Wilmas
Ride broomstick, more wicked than Broomhilde
Proof in the pudding, got the footage
I'm
right If I take em for like more than a few days I get that haunted look
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Gathering, we will now allow the beat to continue, and proceed to give
You more of what you like. This message has been brought to you by the
Makers
will now allow the beat to continue, and proceed to give
you more of what you like. This message has been brought to you by the
makers of the way we
the curtain by myself, take a look, ayy
I'm a bar spitta, I'm a hard hitta
Yeah I'm light skinned, but I'm still a dark nigga
I'm a wig splitta, I'm a tall
It's more than just a pause and a chuckle
I bench press elephants, and bowlin' ball juggle
So dont be scared to take the Super Lu route
Top 5 alive and I
everything i know
Beauty more than anything i know
What is more beautiful than a woman
More beautiful than a woman
Tell me what is beautiful than a woman
More
do more than
Post a tweet and cry
You in this song now, immortalized
Christian, Troy, Felix, , Keith, Junior
Lamontez Patterson
Dominic Hutchinson,
tic-tac-toe
I'll play X, you can be the O
Thoughts of turning pro
Have crossed my mind
I could make a mint
Fill my pockets with more than lint
I'll give
tic-tac-toe
I'll play X, you can be the O
Thoughts of turning pro
Have crossed my mind
I could make a mint
Fill my pockets with more than lint
I'll give
rid of me
Militant man with a brilliant plan
I might play the innocent hand
That's a William scam
But not only William can
Pull it off, I can pull off
Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous?
Which is more important?
Getting or letting go?
(You can do anything, anything
and will never be free
And gradually people began to change there beliefs
Until god was nothing more than just a fictional being
The worship and money
To bed with me each night,
Kept it clean,
Polished it well,
Cherished every cartridge every shell,
Down,
By the creek,
Under brush,
Under
chase
Wanna win so fucking bad some say they see it in my face
I got that fire in my eye who sprayed the mace
Bro been taking out more ops than he take
sneakers
Back to the subject at hand
Baby, I’m a wealthy ass young black man
Flow more rare than finding black sand
And I just want some brain
Like a fucking
down down
Never wore a leash but I get loose
Producin' somethin' fresher than fruits, got more soul than combat boots
Diggin' two scoops of raisins
raps weigh more than music
The more I write, the better I do it
And right now my stock is up
I do me from day one, huh
My nigga you know where it hit
can do anything better than you
[ Play ]
No you can't
[ Kid ]
Yes I can
[ Play ]
No you can't
[ Kid ]
Yes I can
[ Play ]
No you can't
[ Kid
better off than dyin' in a pit full of snakes
Yo, projectiles lace the project ailes
Organic, saw panic when I wreck shit and smile
With more props
Discuss these more than anything by myron williams Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In