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Penthouse (楼顶房屋) - Bas
Written by：Abbas Hamad/Ron Gilmore
I can't see love

I can't see love lately

I can't see love

I can't see love lately
I can't see love

I can't see love lately

I can't see love

I can't see love lately
Lately I got this feeling
My niggas is meant to get it
It's written up in the stars
Made it from slimmer odds when only god was with us
F**k it ni**a we did it been picking the game apart
My response for critics is spitting it from the heart
Ain't no frontin' involved
They feel it I'm 'bout to make niggas fold
Something in the water got me floating like the work across the boat
Girl I wonder how we making it home

I'm no angel I got an angle
Back to the crib b**ch I'm tryna get you naked and bone

She's no angel but with the blow she's a snow angel
The dangers of taking her home

She said you caught my eye and my ears
You speak sincere write precise

Cross your t's and dot your I's
See my fears and read my mind

If lawyers steal and doctors lie

What's really left for you and I
What's really left for you and I

Trust sh*t I don't know too much about it

We can take this leap of faith

But I don't wanna feel the bottom no

I don't wanna feel the bottom no

Girl I don't wanna feel the bottom no

I don't wanna feel the bottom no

Girl I don't wanna feel the bottom
And I just called up my mama she missing her son
I've been pulling all nighters and missing the sun

I heard it gets addicted to some

The bigger the light the quicker they come
They exit your life just as quick as they come
I'm numb to it like a brick to the gums
I get to it just as quick as it comes

As quick as it comes now
I wish niggas wasn't so addicted to power
I wish heaven had visiting hours

I wish we could hit the ave like we used to
Dime nickel 20 bag like we used to

Ride with my dawgs moving cross the states
Die by my word that's an author's fate
So how your shoulders holding up fine great
I got the weight of the world on mine I'm straight
Now pay your dues til your dues paid
Play your role 'til your role change ni**a rotate

'Rari or jaguar switching forth lanes
Call me for nascar bassy a track star
Gas in the track like I'm running propane
Lapping these niggas and jealousy's a b**ch
Made it out the city look around
I brought all my niggas with me
And I gotta thank god for the felonies we missed
Gotta thanks mom dukes gotta thanks pops too
They say anything possible
My squad like apostles believe in me
Don't know how to quit that's a fiend to me
Yeah my niggas flood proof
Pray for the rain gotta deal with mud too

Gotta deal with slugs who
Lay six feet try to get above you

My niggas flood proof
Pray for the rain gotta deal with mud too

Gotta deal with slugs who
Lay six feet try to get above you
They love you

And hug you they sing your praises

They wear their faces backwards
Still I see 'em acting
Just the walking reenactment

Ain't nothin' real about 'em

Niggas talk about us
Spill they're heart up out us
They spill they're hearts

But what's her name again

We talking 'bout lames again

Won't pretend I'm entertained

I'm staying sane
I'm going through the changes
I'm still the same

Everybody feel you don't feel your pain

Go on go on steal out hold on to you
Go on go on steal out hold on

Cause I don't wanna feel the bottom no

I don't wanna feel the bottom

Said I don't wanna feel the bottom no

I don't wanna feel the bottom

I can't see love

I can't see love lately