Tron - SOS Lyrics

This the type of love
That ya kill for
That ya steal for
That ya build for
Keep it real for
When ya on the road
This the type of love
That ya kill for
That ya steal for
That ya build for
Keep it real for
When ya on the road
And there ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
And there ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
Ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
U are so special-u-u are so special-2 me

I ain't over confident
But I ain't second guessing
I came up the long way
Cause that's the strong way
Every time I hear something
I address it
Got you thinking like
I'm chilling in ya hallway
U prolly gon
Say that
You all know me now
Say that
I switched
On you now
But I wipe the swipe
From my brow
I ain't got time
For you now
And I ain't bout to clock in
I gotta new
Bottom bitch
And she diggin
How
I get it
A few new plugs
For a few
New cities
All we ever did
Or do
Is get get get it
Now we bout to move and spend
A real quick 50
She a project chick
And ima problem
She don't really get lit
But she all about a dolla
Knee deep in the streets
Same time she a scholar
But I knew
She was a hit
When I heard her call shotty
After hearing I'm a shatta

This the type of love
That ya kill for
That ya steal for
That ya build for
Keep it real for
When ya on the road
This the type of love
That ya kill for
That ya steal for
That ya build for
Keep it real for
When ya on the road
And there ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
And there ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
Ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
You are so special-u-u are so special
To me

I done lost
Some thangs
That
I cn
Never get back
But this aint
Some sorta game
I ain't here
For get backs
I know
I'm hot headed
Ya luck to
Get a
Get back
But my heart
On my shoulder
If I'm being exact
Because I'm dad
First and foremost
Chasing after bags
Up the gulf coast
Yet still the
Same man they
Call ghost
At this point
I hope u got post
Cause Im too hurt
Too turnt
Not to hog host
I got the ball though
So watch
How I handle it
Every thing fire
Even chillin
Keep a candle it
Traveling
Coast to coast
Wita pack
Cause I'm talented
I don't even think
About it no moe
I just know
That ima
Manage it
I felt
Enough pain
For us both
Slap pavement
And boast
Turn bullies
Into roast
Pop bottles
No toast
Just to stop
When I noticed
My lil folks
Was the only
Thing left
I had standin
In my focus

This the type of love
That ya kill for
That ya steal for
That ya build for
Keep it real for
When ya on the road
This the type of love
That ya kill for
That ya steal for
That ya build for
Keep it real for
When ya on the road
And there ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
And there ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
Ain't no turning back
Nah nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah
You are so special-u-u are so special
To me