Ray Alexis, Kristie - Keyshia Cole Lyrics

Look
The more I stack
It overflows
Was in a trap like the Truman show
That’s what I feel like
Don’t ever lose control cuz
I need prayers just heal my soul
That’s what I feel like
The boy is moving graciously
She thought I had potential Nigga shame on me
I know some niggas hate on me
I’ll take they girl or yo momma or fav auntie
Yeah
Off retirement
I fell off
But I fly again
I sell crack
With a writer pens
With God so I’m high again
While I see
Devil cycling
Life moving fast
Ya losing gas
Ain’t stoping till Im gettin Mark Cuban cash
I need a lil chain on freeze
A nice little piece on me
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me
The boy is back
The flow is cold
Not fucking round with so and so
I been nice
Never the type to fold
As I write in gold
Every little thing you like to know
That’s what I feel like
Still don’t get how they hate on this
A nigga gonna lay them bricks
Yeah
And I’m gon make them hit
Cuz a niggas take aim don’t miss
One eye open
Target chosen
This that moment
Boy I own it
I need this bad
I need that bag
I need that bad bitch from Trinidad
Life’s moving fast
You spend that cash
But you know for damn sure that love gon last
But I need that little chain on freeze
But I’m looking for your love girl please
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me

Look
The more I stack
It overflows
Was in a trap like the Truman show
That’s what I feel like
Don’t ever lose control cuz
I need prayers just heal my soul
That’s what I feel like
The boy is moving graciously
She thought I had potential Nigga shame on me
I know some niggas hate on me
I’ll take they girl or yo momma or fav auntie
Yeah
Off retirement
I fell off
But I fly again
I sell crack
With a writer pens
With God so I’m high again
While I see
Devil cycling
Life moving fast
Ya losing gas
Ain’t stoping till Im gettin Mark Cuban cash
I need a lil chain on freeze
A nice little piece on me
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me
The boy is back
The flow is cold
Not fucking round with so and so
I been nice
Never the type to fold
As I write in gold
Every little thing you like to know
That’s what I feel like
Still don’t get how they hate on this
A nigga gonna lay them bricks
Yeah
And I’m gon make them hit
Cuz a niggas take aim don’t miss
One eye open
Target chosen
This that moment
Boy I own it
I need this bad
I need that bag
I need that bad bitch from Trinidad
Life’s moving fast
You spend that cash
But you know for damn sure that love gon last
But I need that little chain on freeze
But I’m looking for your love girl please
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me
Give me your time I need that baby don’t you play with me
Give me your love I need that baby don’t you Play with me