Only For You

Only For You

HOOK:

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 bitchin

Willin to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death

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 killed, can you feel it, will it

If you heal it, reveal it, being gentle will get you killed

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

HOOK:

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 kills 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 fucked 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 fuckin steel out

Yeah bitches, it's some new shit so you better run away from it

When you see me, tell a nigga how you want it

How do you want it?

HOOK:

VERSE 03:

I write this shit so these people know about my life influences

Tell it back to the people who don't give a fuck about him

I'm like a thug, wit a little bit of Pac influence

I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin to it

You mothafuckas don't know a fuckin 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 shit 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 cock

Listen to the sound of me spillin my heart in this song

Mothafuckas 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 fuckers that test me

And put a curse on authorities in the face of my journey

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