Lyrics:
deeper
Because I'm the one that makes you think before make a move
I wrote "Pusher", "High Rollers", and "Colors" just to prove
that I could kick game,
bluffing
She like real hard thugging when I slap her shorty love it hold up
I would never call her bitch in public
But when I say that shit private she be
am who I am hate it or love it
If you don't have a budget I ain't budging
You might never see us out in public
We behind the scenes like production
another person in the eye since I was before I was two
And what's that about, seriously
A boy so shy
That you will never see him cry
You'll never see him
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
your budget
Pull up on your chick, she damn near passing out in public
Pull ups on these niggas cause they ass and I don't fuck wit
The shit that they be
I'm talking hocus pocus
Gotta get this dough,
I'll never fold,
Not even behind closed doors, gotta keep my pole,
Dying soon ain't in my goals
Supposed
this broad
At four in the morning, we was out the club door
A few hours before that, I was getting fresh in the store
Now a week before that, I was
a wife
And that's something she ain't heard before
Fascinated by his charm
And all of his physical allure
Deep inside her heart
She felt like he's
too popped if yo ass 2 Pac
Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it
Plus I still got a crib on Brazil
I ain't never holly that but I
Got a Maserati in it
it's always steady motherfuck the colts
Black and yellow baby wiz khalifa flow
Rolling up in public crowded by the smoke
I don't come behind ya only
to reflecting, then you'll realize where to go
Just stay in ya' lane cause' you drive and take it slow
Before you count your days, you should count ya' blessings
myself how
To barricade the door
I won't go there anymore
Overcome by circumstance, separated by consequence
I fell lower than before, lower than I
language do the talkin
I watch the money come in & I monitor your caution
Most of the work I do is way before you have your coffee
I understand for you my
Aww
Aww Aww
Aww
Nigga ion need no help
I can do bad all by myself
Hope he don't snitch like Nino Brown
Pack came in im gone need more pounds
Bake em
an hour or more to still rattle this floor, oh shit
(chorus)
- We're bringin public P funk, P skunk, P skank, P dank, we rank with the best in the Midwest
In ways you've never seen before
Tryna make waves
So we can bring the wake up
Bone ache go away now
Book up cake up
Mind gotta be forsaken just like
and get by
No peace for the beast we police and shine the light
Culture vanish on the television pimpin' those
On "Cribs" in a home that they never own
and get a bite to eat past sundown in a
Little town like this
And there's no public library, no YMCA, and
Uh the liquor store's closed at sundown
So it's
a bitch that's gonna study me and not just read me
We in public and I can't get none, so tease me
When we in bed and we all by ourselves, just please me
I
know I’m gone bust it
We gone kill that nigga in silence,we can’t make it public
The way the move is tough, yeah we move like some Russians
Yeah we move
Life is like an appetite of truth and dare, I double dare ya
Life can end in vain before the end is near
See I can hear you crying
Silence sittin' in
walk in
I’ma need you to leave that bullshit at the door (Alright! Alright!)
No need for that
No need for that
Ohhh!
Before you walk in
You gonna have
that
Let's keep it just that
Strangers
In public, we act like strangers
Behind closed doors shit get dangerous
We both know this bed can't contain us
No
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