We a- we a-are We are all just dead air We hold up to an idea And we'll fight what we can't see We just hold up to an idea We keep going till we can't hear We are disappearing You will be all that I seek

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? 1, 2, 3, and... Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man Can't tell that to a dingy old man Who see a young nigga getting plently dough man Icy Audemar, Hendy gold band With a mean girl

Sitting here, patching myself up Crying over what's left, 'cause Without you I ain't shit, but no pressure Guess I gotta learn my lesson I know that I've been swerving on this course Can't find me somewhere writin' when I'm wrong Girl, I'm just tryna see

You're breaking your mind By killing the time that kills you But you can't blame the time 'Cause it's only in your mind Sexy sexy made up of plexi disasters Pushing and pulling conservative rolling Unlike plastic, easier to see through Just like glass

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

(Sad to see you go) (Do I wanna know?) If this feeling flows both ways Was sorta hoping that you'd stay (Baby we both know) That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for

I might just paint the Bentley mustard (skrr) I got rich, that's on my mother (yeah) Say she love you, still can't trust her (what, yeah, yeah) Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it (skrrt) But my frames, they Dior, I can't see, baby (I can't

Oh, ooh, heart of light Oh, welcome to heartlight Can you feel the love that's in my heart Burnin' like a beacon in the night Can't you see the flame we've got to start I like the love And I like the peaceful I wish everyone I know could Stand in the

Niggas Can't C Me Which way did he go The stares of a million pairs of eyes And you'll never realize You can't C Me The blind stares Of a million pairs of eyes Lookin' hard but won't realize That they will never see