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Ayy, man, y'all know what the fuck goin' on 
It's the fuckin' Bandman, you heard? (Project X)
I don't really do too much talkin' 
But now I'm

out here and get it
You should've seen how I was living
Back when I was sleeping in the kitchen
I was having meetings with execs
Neither one of us could

too
When the sparkles hit your diamonds
They can't help but notice you
Looking what a year made me
Fighting back the tears daily
I can never go broke

I guess I spent a little too much money
But on my way home there's a homeless man
He's wearing a Kenzo sweater
I know I'm really not any better

my dad (I can't, my bad)
Most of these bitches be trash (uh-huh)
I done made so much money from trustin' the trap (by trustin' the trap)
I know I

Power of Love

Studio 99

The Very Best of Celine Dion

2006

do all that I can

Lost is how I'm feeling lying in your arms
When the world outsides too
Much to take
That all ends when I'm with you

Even

We them niggas you just can't touch
We them niggas that's just too much
Y'all don't wanna fuck with us
We them niggas, murderers

Repeat 1 (2x)

2 -

We them niggas you just can't touch
We them niggas that's just too much
Y'all don't wanna fuck with us
We them niggas, murderers

Repeat 1 (2x)

2 -

drama
Don't go finding a reason, Look
Don't get your ass ran
Over by these gangsters
Snatch your chain and don't give it
Back until you pay us
Bricks

rock
Had epiphany shock
Doing too much had to live for me
Stung, antihistamine
Seems making history really ain't lit as I thought (huh)
Bitch, I

It seems to me that all of
My niggas done lost they memories
We use to be so close
Inside the same vecinity but
Shit done changed
It ain't too much

But we didn't really have too much clout 
We were living on the lower rungs

Some years later we became young men 
A bunch of roosters looking for

to the sound of thunder 
How far off I sat and wondered 
Started humming a song from 1962 
Ain't it funny how the night moves 
When you just don't seem to have

from my soul I give you this art
The walls are crumbling down everything is falling apart
Building uses too much energy so why start
If I ain't feeling

to keep our composure
We barely even sober drinking liquor all day just to find closure
Too much pride to go and cry on someone's shoulder
I act like I'm

with too much hate 
Living with a big dream
Just hoping for a little faith 
When they become money Hungry
They think you making them a Plate 
Became

a nigga done 
What car should i buy for the month 
Too much raf nah not enough 
Not involved we won't discuss 
 
This what i dreamed of 
Looked at me

She know i ain't the rest, I'm that nucca/
Ain't never impressed by the next nucca
I text, she  only come when I hit her /
We sex, she only comes when I

But the moon isn't dark
It's the sun's reflection
Not lonely, just need the introspection
Couple dozen regrets, what a dumb collection
Spending too much

into the Sun

Mm, somethings didn't work out but we can still be friends
And when life slips on by, yeah we'll see in the end
There could only be love

cone
When no one questioned the colors of a xylophone
Back then so much was unknown
We were all raised before we had all grown
Them days when love

stood still
When desaster struck
As she fell ill

The doctor said that
He couldn't do much
Her heart was too weak

Sorrow-stricken
He sat by her side
Lost

mental graves from East to West
Too much repressed intellect infest the projects
Problems complex
Out of context
Filthy rejects inject like reflex this

It aint justice no peace
My life is far from easy
I spend too much money
Boy I can show you receipts
The more I live
The more idgaf what they think
I