This my boy Masar on the beat
See my life it ain't so simple, girl
You so dramatic
You such a sentimental
Your kisses are soft and gentle, yeah
She rub me down 'til I fall asleep
Just surrender
No retreat
See, baby, she so petite
Just the way that I like
Ain't nobody promised tomorrow
Yesterday I was right
Said the way I break it down
She never seen it
This time I ain't comin' back
Daddy, I really mean it
Pick the bitches and clean it
Gleam
Anything you want, you can be
See, you just need to believe it, baby
And follow your drеams
I'm from that land of the squalor
Where bitchеs scammin' for dollars
Don't let 'em get your credit cards
Starlets and debutants
Seen I was movin' but never wanted me happy
You was just another chick my momma ain't want me to marry
Round up my paper and tally
Fuck comin' home
Twist my parole
I'm goin' back to Cali
You comin'?
Baby, I can take you places you wanna go
If you believe
Baby, she put the right amount in and smoke, yea
True indeed
Baby, tell niggas I really need to know
If you would be
He's wonderin' even
Tired of rack-up, boy
Help me home
Boo, do you believe?
Hey, ma
You leavin' while I was in jail
Life goes on
I still prevail
She took everything I told her in confidence
Secrecies
Not tryin' to argue
See, I do anything to keep the peace
Learn from your mistakes
The album we did straight
Me, Paul, Frank, and Elyes
Took 20 minute breaks
Pound of weed, some model chicks
Go better with my storyline
Fell in love with the way my shorty ride
Give her a g, she make it do
Every wish, she bring it through
When she sleep, I wake her up
If it's weak, she make it new
Make it two
One for me
One for my baby
She comin'
Come get a taste of the revolution
It's fresh out the oven
Been a minute since I had your lovin'
Daddy misses...
She back that fatty up on me
Before I go in and kiss it
Damn, that thing, it taste delicious, baby
True indeed
Heaven ain't hard to find
See, you just need to believe
You comin'?
Baby, I can take you places you wanna go
If you believe
Baby, she put the right amount in and smoke, yea
True indeed
Baby, tell niggas I really need to know
If you would be
He's wonderin' even
Tired of rack-up, boy
Help me home
Boo, do you believe?