, ain't it, TIP? And this one thinks they the shit Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you The dirt off my handkerchief I'm giving these ho's a dose of they own
I can't make my own decisions Or make any with precision Well, maybe you should tie me up So I don't go where you don't want me You say that I been changing
your own time's just fine? My imagination's much worse, I just never wanna know What meant the world imploded, inflated then demoted All my oxygen to product gas and suffocated my
'm overboard, and i need your love to hold me up i can't swim on my own its too much feel like i'm drowning without your love so throw yourself out to me, my
be President? I say, I say You ain't seen nothin' yet Aw yea, yea! Go on and make some noise Every girl has her choice To lead their own parade I do it my
I need! You never know where you'll find it And I'm gonna take my time, yeah I'm still getting it right This is the life I'm gonna follow my own lead
a place in a boxcar Take out my old guitar to pass some time Late at night when it's hard to rest I hold your picture to my chest and I'm all right
Meanwhile I'm just standing there Holding my tongue tryna talk like that 'Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole At 8 years old I learned my
right He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night I'm so pretty like, me on my pedal bike He on my low scrunch, he on my echo whites He say, "
don't wanna be alone I don't need to be on my own But I love this man But some things I just can't stand I gotta be out my mind To think it's gonna work
niggas, now we squared up Hold up Life's a game, but it's not fair I break the rules, so I don't care So I keep doin' my own thing Walkin' tall against
rock my clothes Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (Uhh) I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust? Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my
taste it in the mornin' when I'm wakin' up (come on) Like peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up (come on) Got your legs around my neck so I can
crush a show, wit my luscious flow Gotta crew full of niggaz and a Lexus too All of them hold me down while I'm pressin you So who stressin who, and even though my
, my likeness, y'all need to follow him From now to 3000, I'll be a problem man The future I am the future (Always before you, always ill) With my demeanor, flip, assemble my
is this? Three niggaz dressed in black Roley's on they wrist, feathers in they hat One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack Put my finger on
make my own way, I still stake dem chips The homie from the block put me down with da knowledge Straight to tha pros, ya I swerve past college (What you talkin' bout) Livin' my
my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into your body until you hear me out Turn me on, my baby dont you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby