got to make you see That I'm lost without your love Life without you isn't worth the trouble of I'm as helpless as a ship without a wheel A touch without
3 - Drake] Uh, Wise words from a decent man Back when I was tryin to put a ring on Alicia hand This lost boy got fly without peter pan And my delivery
just wanna be, Successful. [Drake:] Wise words from a decent man, Back when I was tryin to put a ring on alicia hand, This lost boy got fly without peter
wanna be, Successful. [Drake:] Wise words from a decent man, Back when I was tryin to put a ring on alicia hand, This lost boy got fly without peter
: The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles. Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching
your attitude determines your latitude. I'm high as a motherfucker, fly as a motherfucker And still the motherfucker you love to hate but can't because you love
I took the Wrong Road round Gambled with risk Paid you back with risk So now you know who your friends are They'll steel your shadow when your back's
just wanna be successful Wise words from a decent man Back when I was tryin' to put a ring on Alicia hand This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan And
When you gathered in a group and got your own show 'Cause without the source, the force won't survive For eternity the source is alive You forgot the words of your
ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love Razor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
it through I sit and think about all the times we did without bread I always said I wouldn't cry when I saw tears in your eyes I understand that daddy
sittin' on dubs Smokin' on a fat one, baby, wassup? I heard you'se lost in love, now I don't see ya much But I know you ain't lost ya touch Ever need
get my gun and start killing your halls Call me the butcherman I take my beef straight to the man I put it so only thug niggas understand Keep bitches out your
leave bread in the will All to the old girl see ya'll hoes betta chill Now back to the game lotsa nigga been dying for this Done lost they lives to
because they wanna boom in money and drugs But ain't no love when they spray Pray for them everyday 'Cause they kill ya dead and take ya bread if you
get my gun and start killin' your halls Call me the butcherman I take my beef straight to the man I put it so only thug niggas understand Keep bitches out your
beans Ya nah mean? and everything ain't what it seem Ya nah mean? and don't play that game, without your team Kill for my bread, kill for my G's, kill
took the wrong road 'round Gambled with risk, paid you back with risk So now you know who your friends are They'll steel your shadow when your back'