Testo Little More Love - AJ Tracey
Testo della canzone Little More Love (AJ Tracey), tratta dall'album Flu Game
My soul's getting tired, always runnin' from the law
My brothers are getting by, we don't struggle anymore
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
My soul's getting tired, always runnin' from the law
My brothers are getting by, we don't struggle anymore
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
They might love you for an hour, then they'll change in a minute
I need that love that's like a tower, don't hold back or be frigid
I had a dream that I got locked, she never came for a visit
People claim their love's eternal, but I'm questioning "Is it?"
My diamonds milly rock, but they're on molly rock
This Scottie got me noddin' off, this shit is poppin' off
We make the beef a stroganoff, won't take another loss
I'm duckin' from these Babylon, I keep the battle on
Get home and stick the kettle on, don't take my kettle off
My paigons wanna settle off, I'm good, you're better off
We switch and turned the metal on, we make the weather strong
They try, but they won't get along, go make a better song
My soul's getting tired, always runnin' from the law
My brothers are getting by, we don't struggle anymore
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
My soul's getting tired, always runnin' from the law
My brothers are getting by, we don't struggle anymore
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
I keep my circle A1 as tight, my niggas knows what's best
Got God, so we don't walk with a vest
My name's Ché, the revolution leader from west
So I levelled up and got Guevara inked on my chest
And I'm from Trinidad, my fam are big and bad
Get busy, we ain't kicking back
Lick shots, we're licking back
The oppers, I ain't into that, reload, get rid of that
It's New York on my fitted hat, we smoke gorilla pack
And in the ends, it pops off, parties get locked off
Barrels are lock stocked, cruisin' in the drop top
I got a point to prove, that's for real
Changed how we do it, went platinum with no deal
My soul's getting tired, always runnin' from the law
My brothers are getting by, we don't struggle anymore
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
My soul's getting tired, always runnin' from the law
My brothers are getting by, we don't struggle anymore
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
If you love me how you love me, then love me a little more
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Malik Venner, Mark Raggio
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