Lyrics:
it's not too late.
Chorus
But I can't do nothing but tremble and shake
When I think of all the beauty that we could brake
And I see my little girl
all four of y'all
Of wore the same shirts
I bet you got a demo of your work right
That's what's up Can you leave
It with my merch guy?
Well word up,
knw
Baby gyal lock up
Oh no fuck up
Me and yu dey together no 4fuckup
Ina the weather in the place we can lock up
My gyal my gyal just lock up
Send yu
dog
Making music 'till we on
With that side by my side
In case y'all just do me wrong
I'm from the Lehigh Valley like Laydeefly
With the Spanish girls
disheveled the stress levels is high
As I try to make sense of the time that whizzed by
Saw the looks dilapidate at a rapid rate
Used to be virile (?) made
to go to the bar
Standing by a trash can was an old man smoking a cigar
He asked me for a dollar, I gave him twenty-four
But I knew all he would do was
And they'll sing the flow after its been way too long
Killings by the minute, got a feeling this is finna be it
Lord willing we get, another day to love
And you go through Hell just to come out right
'cause we go through Hell just to come out right
[Chorus x4]
[Outro: DJ Rogers & Puff]
a fucked up feeling
The things that I used to adore, I no longer find appealing
And the girl I loved so much, she started exhaling
While I was jailing, my
swear I'm better by tenfold, why you kissin' your teeth?
Can't copy that like 10-4, drawn down to a T
Put it all on my kinfolk, in it 'til the end zone
She was a girl at a local bar
And one day we finally said hi
Flirting all night she then smiled at me
Nibbled my ear and said
Kiss me
It's your
Dear God, I pray, 4 all, my hatas all my hattas all my hattas
all my hattas [x2]
they hatten on me in I dont know why tryin 2 stop me
tryna slow down
As I walked out in lower Manhattan
A girl I chanced to pass by
Something about her caught my attention
Something hard to identify
She carried
[Chorus]
Boss up, don't get me crossed up
We like to drink the sauce up
Toss money at the bar and floss up
Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest
I'm
beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for
days, do you remember that
the good times that we had in big digem lac
Do you remember debra proch when it was hot and steaming
Do you remember when we
Frontin on yo man
when ya "b-tch" walk by
What's up, baby
Can I get a maybe
Katt said you need self-esteem, young lady
So get yo ass out the closet
wanna be over
Feelin like im on a roller coaster
Seeing why im in ya takeover
Stealin my mind like a hangover
Feelin lucky
Four leaf clover
Asking me baby
lay in these sheets
With the girl of my dreams? (Oh, ooh-oh)
'Cause you got me believing (hey)
We're gonna make it, I mean it
I think I was born
drive-by when it's beef
Like a skirt steak
Grilled in my palm like it's Earth Day
I need a Barrymore 50 First Dates
Do a bitch wrong, she gon' know it all
breaker
Fly across the country, catch boxes
Get money girls know my name well
The one that you'll never figure out
Waitin' out by my house tryna curse me
three for three, four by thе time you hearing this, uh
And I'm blessed to hit record and pour my heart in these songs
Till the right one hear it then
be quiet, don't leak it
Don't make a sound
Cause when I come through stuntin'
I ain't frontin'
Me and my team we lockin' shit down
I know it
Sitting at my mom's dreaming
About paychecks with loot
My ex-girl's boobs
And how to smoke legal like Snoop… (oops)
I'm interrupted by the door knock
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