Letras:
The All Ways Hot With Love

Honey, don't be scared, I know my visions impaired, But the side of the moon in the middle of June has got me thinking, Maybe it's time we made our

to dream my life away? All that I could see was two roads in front of me. Heart's still beating but I still can't find, (where you are) You're all alone

mouse with no jewels on Who the fuck put you on Faggot ass nigga let men toss his salad like croutons I fuck with Fab get my DJ Clue on Sit inside Hot

hustlin, fell in love with the struggle Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin Fuck em all, watch em fall screamin, automatic gunfire exorcisin all

need a hand. Rappin' insane with the same average, always above! Nigga, never no love, You niggas is artificial, insufficient, not an issue. Our position is monumental, all

's all we about In da house, talking 'bout its tha young BG With the 1-2-3 run, quick, see How I give it to you in many different ways Gotta get paid

a cousin in. (ugh) I miss cake these days. I can't even afford a mistake these days. All of my favorite girls miss drake these days. Please don't take offense to my ways

ways All my underdogs, we will never be, never be Anything but loud And nitty gritty dirty little freaks So raise your glass if you are wrong In all the right ways All

his guns out lookin for ways to behead us You can die in a matter of seconds, so I'ma slow it down Turn back the hands of time with the 40 Cal Claimin