Someone to watch over me Won't you tell him please to put on some speed Follow Follow my lead, oh, how I need There's a saying old, says that love is blind Still we're often told, "seek and ye shall find" So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind

I get the money, young nigga get money, the money'll follow follow me (go get it) I get the money, young nigga get money, (that bag, that bag) the money'll follow follow me (go get it) I get the money, the money is nothing (go get it), I count it then fall asleep

You might need me more Than you think you will Come home in the car you love Brainy, brainy, brainy I've been draggin' around From the end of your coat for two weeks, ah huh Think I'd better follow follow you around Everywhere you go is swirlin' Everything you

Four in the morning, and I'm zoning But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it They say I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where's the Trojans? So follow follow me up cause this shit's about to go

It will be our swan song Put your white tennis shoes on and follow follow me And I will never sing again And you won't work another day Be our swan song Nothing could stop the two of us I will never sing again With just one wave it goes away Why work so hard

Following a god so blind Swallow not the shit they feed The Halo over our demise Sallow in their sickening Our time, Will come Our time, Is now This is our call to arms, will you stand beside me? This is our time to fight, no more compromising And this

(Did you follow follow your, follow your fire?) We had the songs that we sang along to You had the moves to make me dance with you I always saw you reaching and catching stars We had the thing that everyone wanted Hung on your sleeve, you wore your heart on it

Most of the time I'm clear focused all around I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow follow the path I can read the signs Stay right with it When the road unwinds I can handle whatever I stumble upon

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoes You

And freedom tastes of reality An' I'm waiting for you to follow follow me How can we follow? If I told you what it takes To reach the highest high You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple' But you've been told many times before Messiahs pointed to the door