don't bullshit, I don't quit writin' a rhyme fit K K K pray each day that I get hit Motherfuckers try to flip on the Icepick Move and slip, close the
shoes I can see by your smile that you're ready Well, I'm ready too So just close your eyes I'm getting a message From someone Through a clear blue
a new day Here we go again too, what it do J? Give you a call, I'm the one who used to move yay' Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face Hoppin' up
Don't wanna go too far Just to take it slow But I shouldn't be lonely in this big ol' world I wanna kiss a girl It's that moment when You start closing
Jimmy Choes You never get the blues It's always all about you Wake up late, no time to waste Better check that phone There's a club too close Where
Blue skies are lookin' at me Nothin' but blue skies who I see And there's bluebirds singin' a song Nothin' but bluebirds all day long People say I'm
girls In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff As I picked up my matches and was closing
out of my hand Chorus: What about now Forget about tomorrow It's too far away What about now Close your eyes Don't talk of yesterday It's too far away, too
him Watching him fly With a gleam in his eye Wouldn't you love to love him? I know It's not safe too near the sun But I go And keep getting closer to
make it to the pearly gates Or will I burn off in that lake now? Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake? How many wait? It's too late,
wanna die I give ah fuck about your crew what they wanna do Them niggaz quick tah cock they straps we cock straps too And we blast on fools fuck you over We smoke niggaz too
out by the corner store Stick up kids wit them guns galore Layin' there, body down, stretched on the floor I thought about it, man I'm way too fly To
tryin' to find those birds not the ones that sleep in trees We got that bird, we got that blue You want short skirts? We got that too Whatever you need
like a hip hop Christmas bonus niggas is hating on the internet I couldn?t tell I was too busy rapping GOOD as hell I was too busy flying, parasail! tell
My nigga you can do it too Turn me up, turn me up, you can do it too My nigga you can do it too, you can do it too You can do it too, just tellin' you
He was too good to me How will I get along now? So close he stood to me Everything seems all wrong now He would have brought me the sun Making me smile
die 'bout some Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud Close your eyes and have fun I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon The
bout some Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud Close your eyes and have fun I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon The reason