Untitled Lyrics
So. this joint is specifically for you to twerk when you "get" the beat. I mean, hear it. Intermit'ly, infinitely it could be me producing music of which you and only you can sing when I do my thing. And I don't need to swing, you're not Briana. And I don't need to think that you're NOT Rihanna. Because Rihanna and folklore is the Devil's wife, I say no more. Like Mac-N-Easy when I put a Spud on the top of my gat, looking for love. Blasting (*actually* blacking). Yo, Diamond, what actually happened?! Then again, it doesn't matter I'm blacking a new chick: music. Let's get it cracking
I wan't you to love me like
No one you've ever loved before
Don't be embarrassed, it's just me
All I ask is that you believe
Just believe
I wish I produced "New York Raining" the first time. Then I might disperse the worst rhyme to make this dime who I was calling perfect feel my hurt. But, in time, I revealed the style of which was kind of real to them children who was trying to yield to my feelings. I'm kind of ill when I spill shit. My rhymes are chill and I'm chilling. No mask on, I'm a villain. But I see the future, too. Shame on me for saying he's beautiful. Oh, my goodness! I didn't write this. No iPhone. No, I don't! (When it comes to writing.) So come, exciting. Come all over my face. Come on, it's not in writing
I wan't you to love me like
No one you've ever loved before
Don't be embarrassed, it's just me
All I ask is that you believe
Just believe
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You're thinking about marriage. I'm thinking about getting over some chick named Jamarris. 6th grade, plus 4. I am not bitch-made. She was in the 10th, I was 11th. Feeling heaven. But then again, I was the most devilish. The Dude, on some Devin shit. Something I will never get. I used to want to be the first Black president. But since music comes to me to effortless, I guess I can forgive the steps of which I'll never take. And I just want to levitate, hold on your palm. Going on and on. Still getting over Simone. In some senses, that's going over your dome
I wan't you to love me like
No one you've ever loved before
Don't be embarrassed, it's just me
All I ask is that you believe
Just believe
