Testi:
Frank Closer To Me

Closer to me, you get so closer to me You take me higher than I need so don't go never You get closer to me, you get so close I can't breathe You're

paying he comes along My Kangol shines in the back This is where the weed and the rap cats at forty-five minutes and we finished and you at me like hey

fuck with is my blood or my cash nigga [A.D.] You want me to get crunk You want me to pop the trunk You want me to pull out thirty miles burn punk Laying

we put that ass on lock and Styles be groovy, fake niggaz can't fool me cause I'm a fly brown brother and you can't school me Tools be, always sharpened

Benzs, three quarter trenches it was all friendship This shit's odd to me, let no one abuse it Everything's everything niggaz I love music When Donny Hathaway sing I close

stains in the middle of the streets Stank niggas can't let them fuckin niggas sprankle me Gank niggas i'm always labeled at the top rank nigger I gotta chopper named Frank

niggas up in Buffalo, holdin they breath Malcolm X Boulevard pushin that P Hoes callin me ferrels, and they smilin at me That's what they wanna see, they call me

double l-s-i-d-e Down with the P.G., niggas don't wanna see me Act a fuckin fool, shootin up the city Happy on the trigger like my nigga Frank Nitty Let

dumping music you don't know where I am I'm a feature Akon and stay tune or I'll take your land See the man above me's good to me That's why I look at