Traitor hate your face, obey or you're gonna die Oh yeah yeah I'll come back to you when I'm dead (Fire!) the fire is more right than my eyes Don't remain, go misplay, you're so, so wild (Traitor!) your vengeance night, yes, always for me Always now, once you

I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, yeah, yeah, I be flying high, shawty If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye I be flying high, it take long to get this fly If you ain't up on my level, disappear, please don't

If you don't know, don't know what you're missing now Dixie Highway to Detroit city Take off a Friday and do your hair up pretty Hard hillbilly, mow town row Song so good you drive just to listen Yeah Yeah, you don't know, hah! Car's made of soul and

Yeah, Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

Let it burn Nor that I would Under my skin I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you So tell everybody, the ones who walk beside me, yeah Now I think I understand How this world can overcome a man Like a friend we saw it through In the end I

And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo I am everyday people, yeah yeah yeah Oh sha sha we got to live together Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the

You're going down with me baby if I fall If I fall you're going down with me You can't take back every little chill you give me You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah yeah Was it the pull of the moon now baby That led you to my door You say the

Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah) Murda bless yo' trap Lil Purpp be off of the perc AK make a footwork jerk (yeah) I ain't really finna tell y'all how to get away with murda and shit Aye, aye, yeah Bitch, aye, oo Diamond on my neck like river (oo) I just

Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Yeah Yeah nigga all y'all (Murderah) This is anybody (Murderah) I'm a motherfuckin (Murderah) When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin

I just may walk up in Saks Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug I take off, no jet lag Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Spend that shit,