All the girls I've known are crying All the clouds have silver linings Though the days are counting backwards I know that you have the right words Me
all the girls of note are crying all the clouds have silver linings i know the days are counting backwards i know that you have the right words ring
: all the girls of note are crying all the clouds have silver linings i know the days are counting backwards i know that you have the right words ring
story They don't really know what's in my air fucking with me How can I be better? I could start with just the basics Dior, Dior, galore, I love the cut
we running for yah jewels Steady gunning keep on busting at them fools You know the rules, Little Ceasar go ask you homie how I'll leave yah Cut your
blow like Mount St. Helen's I told y'all I'm the truth, they paint me like a villain Sick on paper, the inch to penicillin I told y'all the real, they started catching feelings
we running for yah jewels Steady gunning Keep on busting at them fools You know the rules Little Ceasar go ask you homie How i'll leave yah Cut
loving memory wherever you at, hope you feelin' me I played the hand that was dealt to me Nigga, shell out the heat so I'ma cut up the flames Put it on
do mine all day/ I don't sniff coke, I like to make money/ Put the fiends in the room, who's hungry? Cut from the cloth they cut me black cherry weed
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggaz just rhyme By the ounce dough accumulates like snow We don't just shine, we illuminate the whole show, you feel
a cup i never had that, so when we holdin' hands walkin' home i look past that, the fact she's fucking guys that i hate but... (this girl) things are looking great, cut copy
for your comfort But then sloppily, rappers try to copy me Take pieces of my property, and use it all unproperly And probably, been focusing a while to copy
audience loves me. And I love the audience and they love me for loving them. And I love them for loving me. And we jus to love each other. That's because
You don't know what it feel like to say I own that building Get dough in that building, or control that building You don't know that feeling, you ain
cut my water wings I'm still myself suicide bars I kill myself charge it to the game I'll bill myself and I dont feel ya'll but I feel myself Aunty
, we shine You feel the ambiance, y'all niggaz just rhyme By the ounce dough accumulates like snow We don't just shine, we illuminate the whole show, you feel
