I just wanna get love, get love
I just wanna get love
Oh love love love love love
Can you, can you give me love?
Can you give me love?
Love
Somebody tell me why
Why they only love you when you die, yeah
I think I'm on the other side
Somebody tell my mama ain't no need to cry
I got God right by my side
Got me feeling sanctified, yeah yeah
Got me feeling sanctified
I been on the road too many nights, yeah
Running up the block I'm in the heights, yeah
Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, roll the dice
Shooting out the roof Miami Vice, yeah
Praying that I make it out alive, yeah
Watch ya back, they hit ya from the side
But not me, you know I'm sly
You know I don't slip and slide
Never catch me by surprise
Say it if it's on my mind,
For the respect imma die, yeah
I got a lot of demands
I need a bigger advance
I need my bros in the team
Tell 'em to go get the mans
Let 'em in, let 'em in,
We rolling like Kool & The Gang,
Never let nobody in with the clan,
Man they just don't understand
I got a lot on my plate,
Gotta grind, fuck a break,
And only real niggas relate
I feel the energy I know you fake
You ain't no kin to me, I know you waste
All of these niggas the same
Got me bent up out the frame
How you don't know you a slave?
Tell me where you got your chain
I'm on fire,
Rolling rolling rolling where's the lighter
I put my problems to the side
This ain't the kid you used to know,
No this a different guy
Thank my partners in the sky
Please somebody tell me why
Why they only love you when you die, yeah
I think I'm on the other side
Somebody tell my mama ain't no need to cry
I got God right by my side
Got me feeling sanctified, yeah yeah
Got me feeling sanctified
Boy you can't learn how I do it, innate
Bobbing weaving all the hate
Never pumping on the brake
They don't wanna see me great
I ain't got no time to play, huh
I gotta get rid of the fakes
I don't care how long it takes
I got it right now no delay
I don't give a fuck what they say
No fuck given
Want me to fail, I won't give in
I know they ain't fucking with the vision
Imma have to kill 'em with the writtens
Boy you gotta get in where you fit in
They don't even really wanna grind
They don't even work, need a bed day
Big sigh nigga, head shake
I'm cyanide with the lead paint
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all essei
Kill em all, I know the pen is a weapon,
I make ya mama respect it, huh
I been working, why you resting?
You cannot come to my session, huh
None of these niggas impress me
I wish you would try to press me
Better say it witcha chest please
Thank god when he bless me
Oooh wait you a goner
Wish it want it make it happen
'Cause I saw it, yeah I'm on it
You don't want it, oo just show me my opponent
Where they hide, know we sanctified
No I cannot lie about it, imma die about it
If it's mine, let me find out
Got me focused on the grind right now
Got me focused on the grind right now, yeah
I wonder what I'm 'bout to find right now, yeah
Hope I don't run out of time right now,
In a bind, wind mine down
Tryna see if the times right, yeah
Tell me, where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
Tell me
Where do we go from here,
Tell me, tell me where?
Where do we go from here?
Tell me
Where do we go from here?
Tell me tell me tell me tell me
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me, where
Tell me where, tell me
Tell me where
Tell me where
Tell me where do we go,
Where do we go?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go?