song for you

Level up, catch me in the field with the devil You coulda kept the shit real with a nigga Now I run past, catch me in the end with the medal And little do you know I done peeped all the shit you did So real shit you can never Pull a fib over eyes like leather Well face it, we was stiff on the board It tastes good like salt through the pores With new words like chalk on the floor And through birds you can hear it when I sing that song for you Nonetheless I got a song for you, let's hear it A fool like Ashanti Maybe it's a mood like avant garde True love like the stars of Evangeline Do you remember them trips out to Bangladesh and Prague The ride of your life, the best of cars Had the time of your life, an Audemars Piguet Saks Fifth Ave, you want it all pick it But that's where I fucked up See, in a sense, I done lucked up Four leaves, bust down bout 20 G's out the bag A nigga couldn't get up out his seat On ass in the message thread about you And man, it's a cold tale But never fear cause the Hova's here to bring truth to the light I'm coming out the ground like a sleuth in the night In this suit I'm a knight for you