Jt: no one to hold her tight
Out of mind out of sight
A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips
King of the va, off of those toxins.
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
Best believe i'm leaving with more of those
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
Take her back to where i live
Of the book of your life
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level
Beaches of normandy.
Took my heart away from money
Out of this coviction of feelings
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >