Takeoff (feat. IssBrazy) - Ayo Spazz

I love you so much, and um, haha, I dedicate This to you Yeah, yeah, yeah Right now (Right now) I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Tell me what you wanna do baby, right now I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Right now We gon' (Love) Continuing (Music, life) Loving life (Infatuation) Not giving up (Fears, prosperity) It's gonna be okay (Moving forward) This isn't infatuation (Continuing to go, love) I know this is real (Love, music, love, loyalty, love) It has to be (Music, infatuation, love, love) I'll be meetin' you tonight, girl we're alone Love the way your voice sound on the telephone Hate the way you far away when you at home You should be with me right now (Right now) I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Tell me what you wanna do baby, right now I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Right now Right now (Right now) I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Tell me what you wanna do baby, right now I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Right now (Takeoff) I give you the world, more than diamonds and pearls (World) I show you more love than that double cup and syrup (Syrup) Pickin' up the phone when the vision is a blur Knowin' that I'm dead wrong, that I gotta call her (Brrt) Drippin' in the fur, got the Bentley, we can swerve And the mansion super big, everything his and hers She don't kick it with the birds, and the iced out Patek on her wrist It got her lookin' like she wanna go and surf (Ice) But from the gate I ain't blowin' out the cake We been goin' eight rounds straight, now we out of shape Smokin' while I contemplate, I'm thinkin' 'bout the better days When me and you, we met each other, it would never be the same (Never) Them material things, I don't care about the fame (Nah) I miss you so much that I went and tatted your name (Tatted) Let me be your drug, tell me when you feel in pain (Where) And you can be my stripper baby, no I ain't ashamed Thinkin' 'bout when I hit her, no precision, I got aim Double R, we pullin' up and watch the Rolls all lanes I need you in my life, I promise that I'll make it right And by the end of the night I bet your mind gon' change (Wait) It ain't 'bout the cars, it ain't all 'bout the chains Lookin' up, up at the stars, take a look what I became (Look at me) What you want, a Range? What you want, a pinky ring? I can get you what you name but love don't cost a thing (Cost a thing) Right now (Right now) I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Tell me what you wanna do baby, right now I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Right now Right now (Right now) I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Tell me what you wanna do baby, right now I gotta get close to you baby, right now (Right now) Right now

Yeah, Southside I go nuts on Southside Beats Baby, okay Super Bowl ring, we ballin' hard, we won the championship Everybody got somethin' to say when I ain't even ask 'em shit Bunny rabbit broke, take a brick and do a magic trick A hundred racks a show, get on the stage and do a backwards flip (yeah) I'm in L.A. with some real Crips I want Stella McCartney, this real drip Cartier on my face with the wood tear Put the knife on the K, it's the real deal Make 'em get out this bitch like a fire drill If I won't hit a bitch then the guys will I've been on it, today, I took five pills I'ma run up them M's 'cause it's God's will How you gon' check me? She like my gangsta, she wanna arrest me She wanna sex me (yeah) I had to block her, she know not to text me Comin' at you niggas 3D They gon' put this shit on repeat Everything I say, they repeat Any nigga try to sneak diss I ain't gon' say nothin' back, yeah I'ma keep gettin' these racks, yeah When you speak 'bout me, speak facts, yeah Got an FN on the kickback, yeah Big nose, hood on the demon Big to the streets, I'm a deacon They wouldn't even peep what I was preachin' They just wanna see me with the leaches Big ballers, I ain't in the bleachers Courtside, high five the ref Codeine got me talkin' to myself Blowin' up, I'm blowin' out my belt Richest top five, nah, for real Only 25 before the deal Every time we slide, a nigga kill I just hope to God that they appeal G5 sittin' in the cell He 'bout to come (came home) I got this money on me right now I don't even answer my phone (put 'em on) I had these bitches in state to state They tryna give me some play (leave me alone) They know that I ain't got time to waste I'm tryna get in their face (I'm goin' home) I might just give you a couple of dollars And make sure you good on a model (good) They know they'll probably gon' see me again Unless I'm in the Benz I put the Forgiatos on the car Mickey Thompsons on the truck I got the money, I'm runnin' it up And I've been puttin' it up (them M's)