: Without a word she tells you to go Waves of hair caress her cheek Filtering down but is it, For your good, for your dream No it isn't, for your good
Without a word she tells you to go Waves of hair caress her cheek Filtering down but is it, For your good, for your dream No it isn't, for your good,
Without a word she tells you to go Waves of hair caress her cheek Filtering down but is it, For your good, for your dream No it isn't, for your good
[Chorus x3] Nigga, it's all about the drama Packin' pistols when we ride Mothafuckas about to die It's about to be some shit! [L-Burna] I'm talkin
