Lust / L.U.S.T. Songtext
von Ransom
Lust / L.U.S.T. Songtext
Ransom
Yeah, wow
This that soul right here
Y′all niggas ain't givin′ 'em this, man
Y'all just not, that′s facts
Huh, listen
Only words from the heart can reach the heart
That′s what mama told me, listen
I gotta hear all these escapades at the oven (Why?)
Imagine every story's portrayin′ somethin' you wasn′t
I swear you niggas is stubborn
Still hatin' on the next man, now ya food gettin′ cold
Watchin' other niggas that's grubbin′
I ain′t into the subbin', I ain′t made for it (Nah)
Y'all niggas more like Jason Collins, I′m too straightforward (Haha)
Mama always wanted that house, and so she prayed for it (Pray)
But I made a deal with the devil and I paid for it
Wait for it, they thought it was over I stayеd lawless
Shaved quarters, еight ballers
Watch who's behind them tints in that grey Taurus (Bla-ouw)
If you a boss, then you don′t take orders (Yeah)
I hug the block and I embrace corners
How the hell did I raise daughters? (How)
Because of my wife and kids I don't doubt love, it's ′bout us
Your heart can′t convict the people your mouth judge (Woo)
You can't retaliate without blood
Lord, don′t let me walk back into somethin'
I tried to pray my way out of (Damn)
I never did my dirt without gloves (Never)
By that TV stand where the couch was
Right up under that house rug (Woo)
Yeah, that′s where my first ounce was (Yes)
I had a south plug, my cousin betrayed me, so I don't count blood
But that′s the past, I know we all regret it, don't forget it
The peace that I have now is worth everything
That I lost to get it (Lessons)
I couldn't tell you where my thoughts was headed (Nah)
Could drive me crazy if I often let it
Lust is what the heart inherits (Facts)
I′m givin′ you teachable moments (Uh huh)
I run the school of hard knocks
Ain't no need for enrollment (It′s free)
What's the use of throwin′ a jab that don't reach the opponent?
I don′t choose to open these scabs, I ain't easily broken (Nah)
I been doin' this twenty years, you can see the devotion
When your life is an open book, you can read the emotions
I need a, house on the beach overseein′ the ocean
If you don′t, marry this game you agree to elope then
How could you, spend the rest of ya life breathin' and copin′
Believe that you chosen, duckin', dodgin′ these demons and omens
Yeah, take a breath, let it breathe for a moment
My every word you believe when it's spoken (Come on)
′Cause every word that I'm speakin' is golden, deceivingly potent
All these feelings I really evokin′, yeah
They say them things that you love and more
Will be them same things you lustin′ for, I don't trust her y′all
All these bad bitches, I need more
Surrounded by the dollars on the floor
Way she lookin' at me she want more
(I know you want me baby)
She said, I think I, love you sometimes
You should let me, love you sometimes
All this recognition, I need more
Want every thing in store, buy every thing in store
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, and Dior
I adore
I think I love you sometimes
You should let me love you sometimes
Yeah, wow
This that soul right here
Y′all niggas ain't givin′ 'em this, man
Y'all just not, that′s facts
Huh, listen
Only words from the heart can reach the heart
That′s what mama told me, listen
I gotta hear all these escapades at the oven (Why?)
Imagine every story's portrayin′ somethin' you wasn′t
I swear you niggas is stubborn
Still hatin' on the next man, now ya food gettin′ cold
Watchin' other niggas that's grubbin′
I ain′t into the subbin', I ain′t made for it (Nah)
Y'all niggas more like Jason Collins, I′m too straightforward (Haha)
Mama always wanted that house, and so she prayed for it (Pray)
But I made a deal with the devil and I paid for it
Wait for it, they thought it was over I stayеd lawless
Shaved quarters, еight ballers
Watch who's behind them tints in that grey Taurus (Bla-ouw)
If you a boss, then you don′t take orders (Yeah)
I hug the block and I embrace corners
How the hell did I raise daughters? (How)
Because of my wife and kids I don't doubt love, it's ′bout us
Your heart can′t convict the people your mouth judge (Woo)
You can't retaliate without blood
Lord, don′t let me walk back into somethin'
I tried to pray my way out of (Damn)
I never did my dirt without gloves (Never)
By that TV stand where the couch was
Right up under that house rug (Woo)
Yeah, that′s where my first ounce was (Yes)
I had a south plug, my cousin betrayed me, so I don't count blood
But that′s the past, I know we all regret it, don't forget it
The peace that I have now is worth everything
That I lost to get it (Lessons)
I couldn't tell you where my thoughts was headed (Nah)
Could drive me crazy if I often let it
Lust is what the heart inherits (Facts)
I′m givin′ you teachable moments (Uh huh)
I run the school of hard knocks
Ain't no need for enrollment (It′s free)
What's the use of throwin′ a jab that don't reach the opponent?
I don′t choose to open these scabs, I ain't easily broken (Nah)
I been doin' this twenty years, you can see the devotion
When your life is an open book, you can read the emotions
I need a, house on the beach overseein′ the ocean
If you don′t, marry this game you agree to elope then
How could you, spend the rest of ya life breathin' and copin′
Believe that you chosen, duckin', dodgin′ these demons and omens
Yeah, take a breath, let it breathe for a moment
My every word you believe when it's spoken (Come on)
′Cause every word that I'm speakin' is golden, deceivingly potent
All these feelings I really evokin′, yeah
They say them things that you love and more
Will be them same things you lustin′ for, I don't trust her y′all
All these bad bitches, I need more
Surrounded by the dollars on the floor
Way she lookin' at me she want more
(I know you want me baby)
She said, I think I, love you sometimes
You should let me, love you sometimes
All this recognition, I need more
Want every thing in store, buy every thing in store
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, and Dior
I adore
I think I love you sometimes
You should let me love you sometimes
Writer(s): Justin Christopher Harrell, Randy Jay Nicholls, Michael C. Fuchs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com