out bring the buyers out and try to box us all together For they buy us out They profit from the event We hanin fliers out We profit from the attempt to hand desires out
alone Flooded with all this pain Knowing that I'll never hold ya Like I did before the storm Trying to keep the light from going out And the clouds from ripping out
story, baby, just say yes. {Nick} Flooded with all this pain, Knowing that I'll never hold her, Like I did before the storm {Taylor} So I sneak out
I'm flooded with all this pain Knowing I'll never hold her Like I did before the storm Trying to keep the lights from going out And the clouds are ripping out
my life So go on say what you wanna say And save me from this misery 'Cause I know what you're getting at And I've been there and done that We'll never
you ever lost someone [Chorus] I'll never be perfect I'll never be cool I'll always be nothing Unless I have you I'll never be perfect I'll never be
She say, "Yeah, they from over on Mayfair" Bullets from out of nowhere, told her to stay there and duck down I hit the ground but managed to pull a piece out
, baby You let me slow down, the guy that got me's fell down And mami wants to help out So bought the best computer Yes, stress never more Fresh out
the witty one (yeah), Frank's the crook from the Brook' (c'mon) Matty broke the neck of your coke connect (say what?) No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all
is at? We got the real live shit Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do It's all fucked up now What I'ma do now, huh? What I'ma do now? It's all fucked up now
to hang out all my hang-ups Because of the boogie I feel so hell bent, hey, hey It's just an instant gut reaction, that I got I know I never ever felt
, just about as far as she'd let me go But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation Had me begging for salvation all night long So I took her out giggin
some bullet shields Ice, we can send this niggas all to hell I never like them niggas from the gat, go Used to breakin' my craps and fuck all they motherfuckin
out to the ride It was gone, we had to shoot it out Side by side Punk left us there to die in a ditch Yo, how did he go out? He went out like a bitch
task Didn't know what the cops wanted Didn't have the time to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out
flow No hoes, no cars, no gear no dough And times got wicked.. .. I even remember havin to sell all my pawn tickets But suckers spread out and they left
part of that throughout the years I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real And love to all my niggas that have died out here
brain ay blew you out the frames twist of fate cause you say the same shit now The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead I'm serious, somebody