Lyrics:
hope we can make up in the A.M
‘Cause the days go by, we argue all the time
I want to make it right, ‘cause that was last night
Baby we gon' be alright,
condolences w/ flower arrangements
Pullin my petals just end it w/ Love
She jus wanna fuck, I ain't got the time
I'm focus on flourishing
Finally flowing,
"astronomically"! Crazy
Man! I love it! Also read the new Rolling
Stone and I was in it yeah!
I rapped for the first time on
The yard for Charlie and Jamaica
It's
[ VERSE 1: Spice 1 ]
I'm reminiscin about my nigga [Name], man, he was shot 30 times
You know my nigga Jay, well, he was stabbed in his sleep and I'm
really haven't changed
How the fuck did we start
I don't even know how you got this part
You were just a bird flying by in the dark
Try to hit the curve
another way
And if there was then I'd renege
Cuz I don't wanna live by wage
I do this everyday and I ain't never gunna stop for a second
When you hear me
Wright stepping up to bat
They hope in fact a nigga strike out (strike out)
But that never will happen, they hatin'
So I Jackie Robinson them with
you hear that song so many
Times "you say you wanna play for free?" Aye
Aye! You know what it is, though?
Because, aye, I love Drake
I love Khaled but
Laugh now and cry tomorrow
In exchange for the happiness and sorrow
Time will borrow
And again unfold and better like
Casting corrupt souls
in a world of play
A sure wager, we came back to parlay
And every other weekend
That casino became our getaway
Like Dunaway and Betty
At Ultra eighty
or I'm tellin' the reverend"
Quit missin' yo blessings
You fuck niggas jealous
You hatin' on me
While I'm nice in the checkings
They love when I'm failin'
Scheamin' on the meaning of a jazz thing
And this music ain't dead, so don't be misled
By those who said that jazz was on it's deathbed
'Cause when Betty
Too scared to fall in love
Who's your daddy
How fucking rad
Once you get on that bus you ain't got no mama no more
You got your brothers on the team
somebody
Never let another minute go by thinkin’ you ain't got the time to love somebody
Never let another second go by…
You gotta love ‘em, love ‘em while
backwards, and
re-released at the same given moment of recorded history , yet at a
different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to catch up with
promise that I'll be alright I probably just need more time
Before I see you in love
Again with the next boy who's mesmerized
By that brown imperfection in
punk
Much too drunk, too much luck, love too much, yup
But we earned it all
All work 'til the curtain calls and our time is up
They ain't got enough
I'm sorry that I made you feel like you're an second option baby
I was in love with a foolish girl
I'm sorry that I made you feel like you're
your feeling erratic
After a second things get problematic
Hit him in his lung turned him to an asthmatic
I don’t got time to go look at his status
Might
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up, man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like
This the story of lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ask her why she crying, she wanna live, she got no time for dying
Was a science, dreams too big for
love it, I love it
Say, I'm thinking 'bout her every second, every hour
Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals off the flowers like
Do she love
starlight, starlight sun
There ain't no second chance
We got to make it while we can
We'll need the starlight, some starlight sun
I need you by my side you
a
Working hard all that just for a buck
I got trust issues that's so its gon be hard to love
Anxiety hurting damn I might just give up
And its not helping
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