By Any Means Whitney's Song Lyrics

By any means

Any means

By any means

Any means

Fuck the enemies

You no friend to me

By any means

I mean, Any means

By any means

I'm kin to X god

Lord let me rest god

I got the tears on my pillow

And my chest god

I'm down bad

I would never try to flex god

Heart break

Place a rod in my chest god

True

Fuck about what happened to you

They ain't tranna hear it

Leave you stuck like glue

Want to make amends let the best Shine through

Tasting other lips but they just not You

Cream of the crop

Cause you blessed times two

Topless

I'm watching from a Birds Eye view

Pray I make it up so I do right by you

Trippin on my line know I can't fight You

Distance bringing fears that we both Fight through

Forever up in arms

Try and sway you with my charms

Like, Knowing I'm the Don type

You just looking for a wand swipe

You Cinderella at the ball

Eyes glisten

I'm in awe, Like

You wanna see me fall right

Face first, Leave me fetal in ball like

By any means

Any means

Death to enemies

You no friend to me

By any means

I mean, Any means

By any means

By any means

Any means

Fuck the enemies

You no friend to me

By any means

Any means