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Whose sticky hands are these
And what is this empty place
I could be happily lost
But for your face
Here stands an empty house
That used to be full of life
Now it’s home for no one
And his wife
It’s a hovel and

(Who)
Who can take your place
I can’t face another day
And
(Who)
Who will shelter me
It’s cold in here
Cover me

Under these fingertips
A strange body rolls and dips
I close my eyes
And you’re here again
Later as day descends
I’ll shout from my window
To anyone listening
I’m losing

(Who)
Who can take your place
I can’t face another day
And
(Who)
Who will shelter me
It’s cold in here
Cover me

Oh, in a plague of hateful questioning
Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear
I hear the din of lovers jousting
When I’m hiding with my head to the wall
So

(Who)
Who will shelter me
It’s cold in here

I said I would get over you
Now I’m here out on my own
Trying to live my life
And now you wanna come back
But I don’t need no brand new lies, listen up

I want a love that’s serious
No time to play love games
I don’t wanna be nobody’s fool
So if you wanna be with me
You gotta give it up

Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some

Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love

All my friends are telling me
I should give you another try
But I don’t need opinions
To deal with what I have on my mind, listen up

I want a love that’s serious
No time to play love games
I don’t wanna be nobody’s fool
So if you wanna be with me
You gotta give it up

Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some

Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love

Real love

Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah (Oh, yeah)
Oh, oh, ah

Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah (Give it up)
Oh, oh, ah

Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some

Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love

Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some

Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love

Real love

Ow, ow, ow

Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some

Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love

Real love
Real love (Huh…uh…uh…)
Real love (I don’t need opinions)
(Don’t need your advice)

(Real love)
(Got to give real love)
Real love

I would lock you up but I could not bear to hear you
Screaming to be set free
I would chain you up if I’d thought you’d swear
The only one that mattered was me, me, me
I would strap you up but don’t worry baby
You know I wouldn’t hurt you unless you wanted me to
It’s too late to stop, won’t the heavens save me?
My daddy said, "The devil looks a lot like you"
You take me to the edge of heaven
Tell me that my soul’s forgiven
Hide you baby’s eyes and we can
You take me to the edge of heaven
One last time might be forever
When the passion dies
It’s just a matter of time before my heart is
Looking for a home
I’m like a maniac at the end of the day
I’m like a doggie barking at your door
So come take me back to the place you stay
And maybe we can do it once more
You say I’m dangerous but don’t worry baby
I get excited at the things that you do
And there’s a place for us in a dirty movie
‘Cause no-one does it better than me and you
You take me to the edge of heaven
Tell me that my soul’s forgiven
Hide your baby’s eyes and we can
You take me to the edge of heaven
One last time might be forever
Please don’t tell me lies
It’s just a matter of time before my heart is
Looking for a home
I ain’t got no more worries
I’m gonna spend some time with you
Loving you takes such courage
And don’t you think that
I know it, I know it, I know it, I know it
I know it, I know it, I know it, I know it
You take me to the edge of heaven
You tell me that my soul’s forgiven
Hide your baby’s eyes and we can, we can, ow
You take me to the edge of heaven
One last time might be forever
Don’t you tell me lies because believe me, baby
One day you’ll wake up on your own
I ain’t got no more worries
I ain’t got no more time for you
Loving you takes such courage
Everyone’s got their eyes on you
I ain’t got no more worries
I ain’t got no more time for you
Loving you takes such courage
And don’t you think that
I know it, I know it, I know it, I know it

Ten cents a dance
It’s the only price to pay
Why give ’em more
When it’s only love for sale?
Adam and Eve
It’s the oldest game in town
Just a one way street
To a faded magazine

Kiss and tell
Money talks – it never lies
Kiss and tell
Give and take
– eye for an eye
Fever – the heat of the night
Dreamer – stealer of sighs

One public face
In a private limousine
Flash photograph
It’s the only light you see
No secret life
There’s no secret you can’t steal
Your lips are moving
But I will never know
What they mean

Kiss and tell
Money talks – and love…it burns
Kiss and tell
Give and take – we live and learn
Fever – the heat of the night
Dreamer – stealer of sighs

Fever – the heat of the night
Dreamer – stealer of sighs

Kiss and tell
We never lie
Kiss and tell
Eye for an eye
Kiss and tell
Blood on a nail
Kiss and tell
Kiss me again
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell

[Verse 1]
Lately been feelin’ like niggas doubt me
Trust me, they don’t got no staying power
Left Atlantic, ’bout a minute later
Every record label try and scout me
Representin’ all official niggas
Intelligent, fly, and get bitches nigga
I tell her to fly, she catch a Delta
Or she RHO, or she get to steppin’
AKA, I be speaking wreckless
’07 my Supreme jacket
AKAs at Virginia State
My second year, I tried to get one pregnant
Early bird, that was Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to Teterboro
Halliburton full of Blues Brothers
Ain’t no Akroyd or Belushi neither
Paranoid, so I’m drinking heavy
Hearing voices, I don’t sleep heavy
Had a choice, I can turn a back?
I be runnin’ back for a team or something
Kick return, wide-receiver money
Now, I’m sneaking burners in the club
I’m not concerned about who beefing with us
I can give ’em words, I could beat ’em up
Rap dudes, I’m Zab Judah
Hook, cross, jab, jab through em’
Uber X, I’m in a Maxima
She was in Maxim mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I’m cool though
I’m not a little nigga tryna big boy
I’m like the outcast of the new school
Spent about three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got dick for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a gift for her?
Might buy me a ‘rari, you buying Foamposites
And walk around like we ain’t different
Shit, y’all just Instagram
Shit, y’a just Twitter shit, yeah
I ain’t about to tit for tat, but nigga check the map
Guess who put shit there? Me, Folarin
I got her, and I can outrap my opponents
And I’m not too popular, media treat my passion like a hazard or something
Y’all get the handoff and fumble it
Me, I get it and Alvin Kamara it
Simple city niggas wild with me, so you outta town niggas humble it
Gassing on beats, and I look sweet
The homies is homonyms out in these streets
You probably is wondering what do that mean?
I ain’t too deep, but I ain’t too deep
Sweet
I am the legend niggas trying to be
Went to Portland before I signed with my team
Niggas couldn’t fly on they feet
Never that broke shit applying to me
Forever that dope shit, it run in my blood like I’m sipping mud
And tired and sleep
We laughing at who thoughts, it’s quiet for me
I quietly quietly built my empire, to set afire to the rivaling teams
I’m a lion, you are just a feline
Devour anybody bothering me
Blood on my teeth
All of my queens got blood on they sneakers
All of my women be loyal and honest
I take ’em all shopping then burn the receipt
Who fucking with me?

[Interlude]
Nah really? Who fucking with me?
Folarin, the godbody flow
The godfather himself
Rest in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said, "Young man, when it’s your time, you’ll have the whole nation’s capital and the surrounding towns and boroughs to be following you
Well you and I know its only kinda true
It’s more like, "You shining lil dude, see see there a lot life limits about to come through, but if your run Joe, and bust loose and grind, grind, grind, them lemons are set up, you will get sa juice"

[Verse 2]
And I got that now
Flex attitude made her drop that down
I’m off that brown
I’m from uptown
In the school of Maryland, guess I’m from there now
Hol’ up, yeah, I don’t care though
You an H&M nigga, a banana ho
You a lil bamma nigga with no real dough
How you got a landlord and a Lambo? Hol’ up
Y’all can’t tell me shit
If your bitch is always on my dick
Spent about 240 on my wrist
Every time that I record, I’m lit, uh
Ask money, ask money
Ass bet, go ‘head, mask on me
Actin’ gig from Judd Apatow
It’s so funny, I’m fly from my "crashing" gig
Maxfield, tryna see how fast it burn
In the field like a running back or somethin’
I got the passion in me, just got a bag to push it
‘Cause y’all rappin’ niggas ain’t really rappin’ good
I’m gone, Folarin
I got it, and I can out-rap my opponents
Niggas do not want no smoke with me
Nicotine patches on raps and my poems
Somebody tell ’em I’m back in my zone
Olu back in his zone
So I’m back in my zone, hold it