Want the title but im always fighting under card
Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,
She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art
The skill is the the dagger that goes piercing through my heart
Going back to my old ways,my heart is a cold place,
That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
Born in cal but my heart is philly, can you feel me?
But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion
Feeling the warmth. and hearing the beat of your heart. feeling your skin.
Its like my heart is breakin in more than two
And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you
A working genius, a work of art
Your not gangster your just weak to the heart
He is the real influence to hobbs
You pull up in parking lots
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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