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Where the Latinas at? I got a question...

Young Black & Rich

Timeless

found my way back to my old style but mixed a touch of the new me into it<3 hope you like it!!
Stream here: https://ffm.to/naitsglory

Lyrics:
You promised

Yeah, karma's all up over my bank
You know I triple check you so it's not a mistake
I got rollin', no Swiss, I'm not rolling it bent
You know I really got trust issues to prevent
F**k around and buy your Maserati
F**k her real slow 'cause she like it naughty
I got hands up, they all preying on me
You don't know the pain, you just see the glory

I'm ahead of myself
Too deep and it's gettin' hard on my health
You might see, but you'll never know what I felt
It might be, but you don't wanna know
I'm tied, lookin' for the Hand of God
Make it seem like I'm perfect, but it's all fraud
I've been dealin' with the damage, tryna break a bond
Lifestyle go vroom, barely hangin' on

Say what you like just to go when I'm alone
Some evil haunts me anywhere I go
Is Lucifer callin' me?
I feel like he's stallin' me
And I don't need a bag, I need a saint to pull me out of here

Karma's all up over my bank
You know I triple check you so it's not a mistake
I got rollin', no Swiss, I'm not rolling it bent
You know I really got trust issues to prevent
F**k around and buy your Maserati
F**k her real slow 'cause she like it naughty
I got hands up, they all preying on me
You don't know the pain, you just see the glory

I don't wanna feel at all (feel at all)
I got a million voices in my head
All alone in a place that angels dread
Walk around with a freak inside, my end

Ah
Sh*t, I got a real bad feelin'
Ah (yeah)
I cannot escape this ceilin'
Ah (yeah)
Tired of the ways I know

My heart's not lookin' for it anymore
I've been dealin' with a demon, thought I knew the score
Is Lucifer callin' me?
I feel like he's stallin' me
And I don't need a bag, I need a saint to pull me out of here

Karma's all up over my bank
You know I triple check you so it's not a mistake
I got rollin', no Swiss, I'm not rollin' it bent
You know I really got trust issues to prevent
F**k around and buy your Maserati
F**k her real slow 'cause she like it naughty
I got hands up, they all preying on me
You don't know the pain, you just see the glory

I'm, I'm, I'mma

glory

finally back with another one!! one of my favorites in a while hope you guys like it too!! thanks for listening as always, love you all♡

STREAM HERE: https://naits.ffm.to/comedown

LYRICS: 

Yeah

I know you got a thing for designer
I'll buy what you wanna live in
I make sure you’re drippin' in it
If I'm stuck on an island
I'd dream of you every day, I
I'll make sure you feel my pain, I
I say

Hit the rooftop, I'ma take your top off
I don't want bands, I just need some more love
Hiding her face on the West Side
Double the cost for a face like Moss
Yeah, for a face like (got a face like)
Got a face like

You're making me wait all night
You love to stay out my sight
Hope the drugs don't win your fight
Trading love for the Hollywood life

She’s so high, feelin' low
Goddamn, move slow
The sun is out, but it still snows
She gotta figure out where to go next
All of her fake friends are part of the context

Lettin' her dreams all die
All fadin' away inside her lungs
She said, “I don’t keep my finger on the trigger”
Sayin' she is fine, but that’s the liquor
Hard to move a mountain all alone
Stay inside the smoke until you’re gone
Tryna comprehend, and I ain't goin' nowhere
I'm by your side

She broke down, broke down
Lying in the courtyard, courtyard
And I’m stayin' up late, waiting for her comedown to come down
Oh, ’til flames will wash your pain away (oh)

I know you got a thing for designer
I'll buy what you wanna live in
I make sure you’re drippin' in it
If I'm stuck on an island
I'd dream of you every day, I
I'll make sure you feel my pain, I
I say

Hit the rooftop, I'ma take your top off
I don't want bands, I just need some more love
Hiding her face on the West Side
Double the cost for a face like Moss
Yeah, for a face like (got a face like)
Got a face like

Stay by a window far away
Stay, don’t wanna end up by your grave
Stay (oh)
You're the reason I’m longin’ again
Oh-oh-oh, I say

Hit the rooftop, I'ma take your top off
I don't want bands, I just need some more love
Hiding her face on the West Side
Double the cost for a face like Moss
Yeah, for a face like (got a face like)
Got a face like



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