Baby, I can make you feel good I can make you feel good Are you the kind to put your heart on the line Or one who stays out of reach Cause unlike other guys I won't waste your time I just wanna practice what I preach A game where there can be two winners

Let me put some kush up in it Roll up, wait a minute Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale I know you tryna get high Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways Make her work for this suicide Holla at me 'cause I got it all day No need to fly to Jamaica For the

It don't make no sense unless I'm doing it with you It don’t make sense, no It don’t make no sense unless I’m doing it with you The sun don't set the same as you're watching it go down with me And I won't sleep the same unless you're waking up in here

'Cause all I do is jump right into your arms Jump into something real Even though I'm cautious, I just like the way it feels When it's us, baby, when it's us You make me forget that I'm not ready for love I jump, oh, I jump ('Cause all I do is, 'cause

When you're losing the game 'Cause you're gonna make mistakes It's always worth to sacrifice Even when you think you're wrong Na na na na na na na What you gonna do when the show is over What you gonna sing when the song ends

You're all I need in my life I don't need no one I don't need no one but you I said you're all I need in my life Track Masters Duece, duece

Riding with them boys and girls and we're high (high) All we want to do is have a good time (time) Young wild and reckless is how we live life (life) Pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one) We make it to twenty one (one, one, one) I'm glad we

But don't change your hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine stay My Funny Valentine Sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable unphotographable yet your my favorite work of art

The money and the fame make a monster Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Feelin' so good, might smoke somethin' (Ayy) Hit it so good, might choke somethin' (Ayy) Might pull out, the game so weak Fuck it, you can go and have

Big up di gyal dem weh fight it alone an ah raise two three pickney pon dem own, Weh di man deh? no man know dey home, Babylon have dem inna jail. Big up di juvenile dem inna di street, We a seh dem haffi make it an nah touch di chrome, Dem no waan wi fi