Letra de HONEY

My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' And they deep and you can't control it What you want, what you want, emotion? My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' And they deep and you can't control it What you want, what you want, emotion? I need a step out with no frustration I need a permanent getaway vacation They got a permanent hit-list my nigga A million reasons to get rich my nigga Fifty did it right I could've been homeless I thought I moved too often this for the Summer I could've been homeless Before I had to go, I had a course A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga My people still dry snitchin' Whenever they touch the mic That's what happens when a therapist Isn't somewhere in sight Take flight, never lean To the left or the right 'Cause they turn the other cheek When our niggas start to die When our women start to die When our children start to die I don't feel the empathy We made the space too many times Every summer in this city start To feel like Columbine 'Cause you got to get yours And I got to get mine One time for the paragon to the paradigm When you underground nigga only try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get into the stadium They couldn't match my alien, I'm blowing like uranium One time for the One time One time (nigga) One time (nigga) One time (nigga) One t- (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) A million reasons to get rich my nigga Fifty did it right, Fifty did it right Wish I could call every successful rapper for advice How the fuck do I make this shit last my whole life? Do y'all want to come to the concert tonight? Fifty did it right, Fifty did it right Wish I could call every successful rapper for advice How the fuck do I make this shit last my whole life? Do y'all want to come to the concert tonight? (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) Tuggin' on my pinky ring Smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that I just want that, I just want that Tuggin' on my pinky ring Smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that I just want that, I just want that Tuggin' on my pinky ring Smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that I just want that, I just want that On my jewelry, and on my niggas On my jewelry, and on my niggas You know I got Just give me what I need