enter your pin, research is on, can't find it, you're deleted, one dot missing, the program fails, zero plus one equals none, the file is there, then
half dead, He must say no, but now he know how shady the Math is, Even murderous tactics, get better with practice, Lead showers, gun powder, fill the tellers burn burn
you give me some head Tony, give you some head A'ight Cause I ain't giving you no head, bitch Tony, Tony be on that freaky shit My nigga Tony give you some fucking head
here, nigga Me and the little J.R., Like that homeboy We on the grind nigga, got some muscle nigga, shine nigga, like father like son nigga Hey we drive
I made the first move on the floor Hard on the points And driving hard for more But you weren't keeping score I couldn't let you get away I tried to
a war inside my head Feeling strangers staring my way Reading minds never read Tasting danger with each word I say Waging the war inside my head [IV
sometimes you jus gotta let it out Young angel and young ryan You know what it is, uh [Drake:] Look, I'm the property of october I ain't drive here I
blur the lines of definition Waves of love our only ammunition Tear my head out from the sound Throw myself upon the ground Take me to the burning tree
stories; Darlin', please spare me, I'm already hurting. And hey! (Hey!) On the drive home, I heard our song on the radio. It didn't really burn, at first; But it came hard
in my car is a continental tea and my broad in that continental suite with the armadell rollin up dutches like that motherfuckers beef with the kid click-clack motherfuckers let them bullets burn
up ahead They'll never see the likes of us again Driving the last spike, lifting and laying the track with blistering hands, the sun burning your back
, nigga You only see me pushin if the drivers side I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired The drop top, dey say the social drive expired So you could call
police them off me Pistol in da trunk, and the baby in da car seat Drive fast lane, with them eyeball glassy And about the hour, him a heading to the
italian, nigga You only see me pushin if the drivers side I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired The drop top, dey say the social drive expired So you
straight out of nashville (aight) See my big body parked outside (aight) Dont believe me watch me cock it when I drive (aight) Around my way man we ridin
