Only For You
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I can't buy your love, but even if I try
Sometimes the truths won't make you happy
So I'm not gonna lie, but don't ever question
If my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you
VERSE 01:
Never was a thug, but told I'd be one
Never was a gangsta, til I knew I wasn't meant to be one
And got the rep of a cheatin, for heart breakin
Took the image of a drug, kept people b**hin
Willin to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or d**h
Never lived to regret what happened to him
When you're me, people just want to see
If your true, is it you, what you say, what the deal
So they feel, as part of there obligation to test my will
When they see me in the streets, face to face, am I for real
No confrontations, no conversations, do you feel you're in violation
Any hesitation will get you k**ed, can you feel it, will it
If you heal it, reveal it, being gentle will get you k**ed
Pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze
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VERSE 02:
Raised as a youth
I spit a couple truths, show you a little influence
On how to have a mind of bulletproof
Cause I jumped roof from roof
I'm a teenager, cell phone, smokin paper
Game rules, I'm breakin major – my adversaries
Is lookin worried, they paranoid to get buried
One of us gonna see the cemetery (one day)
My only hope to survive is my wish to stay alive
Gettin high, demons comes from inside, and k**s you before your eyes
I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple billion
And then I'm chillin fade em all
These problems are f**ed up and people tryin to do me
Society tryin to shoot me and they actin like they knew me
But I'mma cash out and reveal it
I'm with the group that quick trip and f**in steel out
Yeah b**hes, it's some new sh** so you better run away from it
When you see me, tell a n***a how you want it
How do you want it?
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VERSE 03:
I write this sh** so these people know about my life influences
Tell it back to the people who don't give a f** about him
I'm like a thug, wit a little bit of Pac influence
I spew it, and look how I got you b**hes rockin to it
You mothaf**as don't know a f**in bit about what my life is about
Don't even try me, you'll look stupid, do not figure it out
Don't ever in your life, try to knock the realist
"I spit the illest sh** you've heard", heard that all before
So ticky-tock listen as the mice runs up the clock
Listen to the sound of she as she licks on my co*k
Listen to the sound of me spillin my heart in this song
Mothaf**as know that I'll never be Breon again
Full of funny stories until, he retires his name
Till the fire inside dies and expires in a hurry
And lord have mercy on any more of these f**ers that test me
And put a curse on authorities in the face of my journey
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