Blog love ? You keep the shape, the shape that I give you.
You keep the shape, the shape that I mold you.
You hold the shape I mold you into, but I wish
you could be more than this...
But you say that love is blind!
I say this can't be love.
I can't go on like this...
we've gotta move past this
This material world we're
tought to believe in when
everything is energy...
I keep the shape, the shape that you give me.
I keep the shape, the shape that you mold me.
I hold the shape you mold me into, but I wish
I could be more than this ...
I want to love you boy,
but I want to be shapeless.
I want you to be who you are,
and I want to be who I am.
No I don't wanna be
what you make me out to be.
I want you to love me boy.
I want you to be shapeless baby... Impostor He's in a fight with the demon inside...
Wants to come out,
yeah he tries to fight.
The only problem is that
he's an impostor, in fact
the demon is the true master.
And the more he hides it
inside he's dying faster and
showing more of the truth.
On the outside the stress shrinking
his life. I'ma get it eventualy Yeah I'm a grown ass chick/ But I'll admit that I got a bit
more growing up to do/ because I know it takes a lot more
than having a few tricks up my sleves/ to be considered well rounded
But I know if there's a will there's a way/ And I'm on my way,
looking forward to some better days/ Having learned my lessons till
today/ even though it might of be the harder sort of way/
cause I must of been flying high before/
Thinking that the world was mine, so what was the
point to trying/ yeah I acted like I had it all/ silly me thank god
I've moved on/ from my fary tale days/ now the difference being/ that I'm
grounded/ And opinions are like ass h*L**/ and everybody's got one
but I gotta do me/ surching for the balance/ while I'm having fun
So I just pay no mind/ I gotta be on my grind/ gotta come up with a plan
where's my hustle cause I'm brocke/ and I need my money ship to set land
Already/ I pray to god, with my whole heart I pray/ Lord help me
pave my way , this time I see it more clearly...
So to all the haters who aint for me/ get off my shi*/ don't you dare
say that we were once friends/ you're facke it's way too late
to try and save face 
Watch me grab it/ Watch me get it/ Watch me make it grow
Then watch me hold on to it as if / it'll float away
if I only let go/ So no bit** I wont let it go
Yeah Watch me ... TO FAKE HOMIES, BE YOURSELF  These dudes, say this and that/ them boyz talk alot of smack/
Oh yeah u so hard boy/ n' ballin out of control/ u the man like Mace/
lil boys are afraid to look u in the face./ But when it comes down to real shi*/
When the streets are getting too hot/ All them stupid hard asses/ just shut their
fuc***g traps/ So to all of u/ if this is sounding familiar/ Don't pretend like u're
some type of old G/ cause we know u ain't a gangsta/ U a, utube wanksta homie!!!! My Life Now I'm all wrapped up in all this BS/ I get frustrated, I get so upset/
but the voice inside my head says, get up/ don't give up, this is it try harder/
My only option is succes/ It's so fx*%^y* close/ that I can allmost taste it/
and if life is what you make of it/ than I've gotta dream harder, say it louder/
lord only knows when the time is right/ so I cannot give up these are.../ the dreams/
God himself has inbeded in me/ so I won't give it up,/it's not something you can just/take from me/ boy I was born for great things...
haha this is a recent one DON'T EVEN TRY TO STEAL MY SH** |
