Lyrics:
the whole squad sweatin'
Damn, how you fit all that in dem jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink
Young boss baby I treat
the whole squad sweatin'
Damn, how you fit all that in dem jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink
Young boss baby I treat
as you give? Well shit
I'm tryna give it all so I can get it back
On Taylor Gang, that
What I'm smokin' got me feelin'
Like we ain't ever comin' down
make a nigga throw in yea
We ain't really changing what we drink
The only thing different is that casa by the sink
She know I take her all around
to live
And breath
And take it all in
Who want's to live forever...
Free as a bird I embrace what life gives and if I go down I climb up
And always climb
All of the stars may fall from the sky
The moon might fail to rise, the sun may disappear
But there's one thing you simply can't do
You can't take
'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we'll remember all through our lives
Just hear those sleigh
Fuck
Better learning at your pace fuck being first bae
Take it all slow
Uh
It ain't it worth to get hurt bae
I am not your bae
Cant cuff a hoe
Thinking
Icing on the wrist
Licking it, simp-ing for it
cll my shades are never mist
Chef's kiss, eating crisp
Do you smell it?
Take a whiff, here's my
I want it all yea yea yea
I want it all I want it all
Yea yea yea
I want it all I want it all
Yea yea yea
I want it all I want it all
Yea yea yea
I
on
The ups and downs
Take yuh time
Doh look like no clowns
We wear crowns yuh hadda
Be smart
Think about it, measure it
Then run it by your boss
Take no loss
it down
Tell your girls
Avion indulge you to hang out
Intoxicate me
Free your mind
Free my mind
Freak all night
It's evident
When two worlds
My mom ain't live by the gun But She died by the gun
You can't tell me life is fair Don't Know a soul that actually won
Many rest in peace in 2023 I
waiting for?
Is it even love that you want?
But isn't it messed up
That we live our lives in doubt
Think it's all good
While we're missing out
know I got curfew, fee fi fo
I'm from the clouds
Is it stupid or genius?
Christian or heathen?
Can't tell by demeanor
We steady ballin, and if you can't
I can tell by the way you feel
Something ain't going your way
Jeans too tight, and your hair ain't right
We all get some of those days
Oh, throw
Baby, now I'm gonna get my message to you
And I hope that you believe in it too
It maybe take some time but all that's in your mind
You can make
Baby, now I'm gonna get my message to you
And I hope that you believe in it too
It maybe take some time but all that's in your mind
You can make
don't quit
Unless you're in the studio doing wack shit
Yo check it
Boom batta, watch your teeth shatter
All that shit you pop in your jams, it won't
ain't a dope by 'til yo ass got a gun and chain
It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh)
It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
It's my time
kill all my heroes blood for your taking
You're highly mistaken
There's a vacant place for me to take it
My life ain't a fluke I'm never gonna waste
and Christmas exchanging gifts
She don't like it, bitch can punch out, niggas be changin' shifts, yeah
You niggas bringin' out the old me
I'm tryna live
and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things
We remember all through our lives
like us
Cuz y'all ain't got it like this kid, y'all could never be like us
Get your click and y'all can all get crushed, what what what what
Aye, by my
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