作词 : 17VIstA
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Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things,
You know what it is whenever I visit,
Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no,
Thirty degrees, way too cold,
So hold me tight,
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?
I feel like I’m getting to know the f***ing boring new life
I’m getting used to it things that I used to hate it and never wanna use type
I’m growing up then tryna make everybody know me and nobody can hate me
But i broke up then I can’t even get to know who’s the real me
I used to pay you with money and i paid you with my time
could do everything for you even crime
You don’t even let me call you honey you don’t let me call you mine
only playing me like playing by a dime
I said many times that I can die for you
But you said the sentences that can make me die
You been waiting too long for that day to tell the truth
All the promises you made me for a lie
you been going around and around can’t be found in my soul
Think its A little funny wondering why I told you
really said I don’t wanna act like I’m really f***ing dope
But I didn’t realize that isn’t the whole you
Not a drake or J Cole type
Not a cool guy or facial guy
But I’m not let anybody’s ability got it easily K.O mine
But I do know one thing though,
******* they come, they go,
Saturday through sunday monday,
Monday through sunday yo,
Maybe i'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
Till then just sit your drunk *** on that ****** runway ****
Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things,
You know what it is whenever I visit,
Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no,
Thirty degrees, way too cold,
So hold me tight,
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?
I’m sitting on seat they all wanna get on
I’m looking for a way to make my **** run
I’m being a little proud cause I’m king of this time
king of this town
Get blow he back he’s wondering where is the beef at
He with the mouth like a machine gun
make everything he like to be fact
I’m looking for a day need to chase I don’t wanna get waiting make myself be there
Like everything I put in just get nothing and I can never gonna get it back
刻在DNA里的记忆 这场战斗又有几个人敢继续
你说你是rap god 我是rap devil背后是属于你的地狱
你还在瞎猜疑 听众们全部为我挂彩旗
我们在办公桌上面talk my business你却在椅子下面sxxk my xxxx
But I do know one thing though,
******* they come, they go,
Saturday through sunday monday,
Monday through sunday yo,
Maybe i'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
Till then just sit your drunk **s on that ****** runway ****
Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things,
You know what it is whenever I visit,
Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no,
Thirty degrees, way too cold,
So hold me tight,
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?