Lyrics:
world starts spinning and it's moving fast
Ya try to stay sane that's the price of fame
Spending your life trying to numb the pain
Ya shake that
it I'm just glad it's me
King Dom Dom Lebron I'm your majesty
Since back then I turn my back they stabbin me
Was tryna find myself life was a travesty
(well, well, well)
Living in the past
Some times it seems so funny
But no money will turn your life around
Sweeter than cotton candy
Stronger than
okay
Love bullets
Love bullets
Love bullets
Love bullets, love
Love, baby please don't turn your back yet on me
Baby please don't turn your back yet
and love you with my life
I wish to be by your side
To stare into your big brown eyes
Talk all night long and turn off our alarms
Then wake up to you in my
night
Damn
Hit it
Two, three, four, five, six, seven
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your pride
When faced with
is the globe, objective barter means
Esteem, built off your very means
When no longer sheens
Broken dreams turn into fiends
300 years of the same
to Wireless
Three thousand on these leather pants, no stylist
No, no, no stylist
Fell in love with this life 'cause it's enticin'
Sent my young boy
why he had to go fuck his sis
When you're living life gotta pick and choose theres a line right by your shoes
The only problem I got now is which
knowing nothing by socrates
Ignorance is the door to the true knowledge
The book of life we must Acknowledge
Filling the blanks with knowledge of self
knowing nothing by socrates
Ignorance is the door to the true knowledge
The book of life we must Acknowledge
Filling the blanks with knowledge of self
without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all
Written by James Young
Lead vocals by James Young
yeah
eight days a week with my baby at home
and you know that she's my tender honey
baby
seen it and I just turn Stevie
Wondering if she love me or is this lil bitch just needy
Cuz we been through a mess and she still ain't leave me
We still
fault that you're lacking conviction
All that self-love that you preach
Is just an excuse to not be held accountable for all your kak decisions
I hold
the vibe that I be on
These typa days were made for relaxed thicker cotton to be donned
So throw one on yo body and lets turn this party on
You look so fine
To turn one another, to the sign at the time float your climb.
Watching the world, watching all of the world,
Watching us go by.
And you and I climb over
undiluted and with nobody else to confuse
See, I was Marvin Gaye and Bond, James Bond
I was taking all day so I could turn you on
And I hated when you'd
light, we don't cover ground through the spite
In the hood, they don't care bout these raps, they want your life
Look
'Specially when you flossing
The hate
Religiously a vegetable
Tapped a wall on Jericho
To topple the empirical
Missile to your Empire State skyscrape
Can't spend my life inside the rat race
Closed
fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
I recall the yellow cotton dress
It was foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like
it
2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your prime
When faced with the final judgment of today
Who profited from
Inhale, deep inside
Exhale, we so high (High)
Love your stewardess coming through
With snacks and drinks
Everybody got cotton-mouth, or the munchies
From where they tax hold two thousand dollar reward
Found on the road, dead, pulling cotton from thorns
Scary hour, heretic kicks, canary
Travel Fox,
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