Somebody's knocking Should I let em in Lord we're just starting But where will it end You tell me that there's love here, but, to me, it's blatant That with all the blood here, I'm dealing with Satan Plus with all the hating, it's hard to keep peace (uh

Used to take people's girl with me (Come here) See I can run a check up, and you just run your lip Ex-drug dealer, ex-athlete AP, got it on jet ski (Water) If I take a selfie then it's a wealthy (Rich) Ex-drug dealer, ex-athlete (Tru) AP, got it on jet

They were good times And I wish you were here, Yes, I wish you were here Ah I wish you were here, Drying these tears I cry And I can't let go 'Cause you're dealing with a heart of stone, Try to kiss and say goodbye,

You must know that I'll follow you It's the same thing again, But it could become a problem if We don't deal with it now, I've not opened my mouth, Can you read my mind so easily? A feeling I've had many times before. I can't hold the fort, saying give

I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave: you dealin' with some rich niggas Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide Multiplying and I pray to God we never die This is for the soldiers that see the sun at midnight, ya dig Let me slow down

Wales, certainly in the more central and Southern parts, it'll be a fine dry day Good deal of sunshine to begin with Clouding over somewhat later on. But for Scotland, Northern Ireland and er Back in south-westerly for. Showers, good.

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X Be be be my B-F-F And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest Watch this! Come on! Be be be my B-F-F Show up in the same dress We don't know who wore it best Not make a big deal

Will a matchbox hold my clothes? But I woke up cold in hand Hey, sometimes I wonder, darling You know I haven't got so many You better pin'er up to your side Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is remember back home, You

With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch I'mma promise you this One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'mma promise you this Say man that nigga Snoop Dogg promised me a record deal man That nigga promised me he was gon' come over

And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out but I let you say that you're the good guy Here we go, again, from heroes to villains Used to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with But still it gave me