know... was it real? Waking up from a bad dream, (from a bad dream) I don?t think, I can forget about it So just forget about it, So just forget
Gotta know... was it real? Waking up from a bad dream, (from a bad dream) I don?t think, I can forget about it So just forget about it, So just forget
the world dance, Forget about the Price Tag. [Verse 2: Jessie J] We need to take it back in time, When music made us all UNITE! And it wasn't low blows
conversation) to anyone about anything cause it's all been done (you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed) and it's all been said (
'm just concerned about my scratch And if my trap running low, it's time to whip up another batch Bag it up and take it to the block, I can't forget my
to relocate with the thought of location, keeping it on the low Cause when niggas beep you all the time It seems they act friends, just to get your dough But it
until it hurt but keep pretending it's pain it's Affiliated with killers when we fight us to the death Picture your partner cocked and aim and headed straight for your chest It
be coming, cause it happened the way you said it would unfold My name is Grady, and they watch me like the Super Bowl Now that your not around, I'ma still put it
if the radio shows throw low blows We do this with or without the air play Life's a cycle forget about Michael Life's a cycle forget about Michael Watchin
' them cus words dropping that shit Party from the club, to the streets Hangin' on cars to listen them freaks It ain't over, it's time to play Don't stretch
it's working hurt Doing dirt they spit it, you can borrow, I mean it Any... confrontation on currency,.. stacking while I'm acting all low ... we see it
I gave her money back, she gave me a look Batted her, eyelashes that was all that it took Now she owes me, cause it's obvious she wants me I'm looking
me A long time ago as I do remember You used to show me just how much you loved me But now it's over and you're forgetting About the good times you think about
air two times, here we go You gotta punch it three times, on the beat Whoo Four times in the air, both hands Whooooo Pop your head, pop your head I know how it
