Lyrics:
it bitch don’t ever doubt it
I got it by my lonely I was down but now I found it
Your Rolling in that sauce homie tell me what it cost
You thought
me the lane, I showed him stoops
We showed each other money, and loyalty be everything it seems to
So lil' Biz will be straight if you ever need dude
fathom the thought
It's all fun and games til you have to stand up in court
Then comes the flight date yeah they was tryna deport
If the succeeded I'd
Alright O Alright O (X2)
(Lemme Hear You say)
Na
Na Na
Na Na Na O
Na Na Na Na O(x4)
So if you needing something put it on me
Yeah I got a couple tricks
Verse:
cye What's Good?
You By Yourself?
If That's The Case
Then Come cnd Wind It (Wande)
Order Drinks cnd Stand Behind Her
She Start Dancin' Like
there is a flaw
He hit a dead end and there is no way out
But it seems as if he has no doubt
Look at that hole in the wall to his right
He's punching
forever
Gotta level up
Im ahead by demonstration
You aint catching up
Got this gas jared up
Too godly call it akira
Ay automatic
When I spit this shit its
house
Since you were born
Death is wearing a uniform
He's a businessman
He's international
Pick your poison
He's got them all
A gun to solve
great,
Then you grab us by the throat and feed us our fate.
We've got a problem with your solutions,
Just hell-bent on our own confusion,
You can't shake
where she is
I don't think that I care
If it gets too bad around here
I'll run like hell from all my problems
If you've got some blues
I'll tell you, you
Well, you've got the gangsta rappers cruising in their low riders
They're kitted out by the very best designers
Got all the booty women and they're
Drowns his problems every night
He says forgive me, (forgive me) forgive me
I think I'm losing you
Forgive me, (forgive me) forgive me
'Cause I don't
with a dream to make a million dollars off the block
I was even dumb enough to think I could keep my partners off of lock
My homie Wicked got popped by
guy, you better move along
For anyone who wants me to write some
Song about them the only problem is
By the time I get inspired, it's a sad song
guy, you better move along
For anyone who wants me to write some
Song about them the only problem is
By the time I get inspired, it's a sad song
mouth
My cousins with shit's my spot
Getting circled by the police
The big homie sitting with the
But he got the work from me
So it ain't no problem
how do you deal with them?
You gotta stay focused as you going
Yep, Through the hallways, all through the hallways
Through the hallways, all day through
can't help it
I can only show my feelings when I'm bouncing off the walls
So I guess I'm kinda selfish
If another man gonna have it then I got to give it
The answers on how I really feel
It's a problem when you barely even know your yourself
Trapped inside a broken mind
Girl been fighting for herself
Alcohol
off my back I need a break
So do the things you love
As time goes day by day
Only chance you have got to take
No time to stall don't hesitate
The twists
just like a lunatic
These thoughts that I need to politic
Some thoughts on some stupid shit
But it's myself, the one I got a problem with
Took time
armchair, count my pennies
Can't move on if you're stuck in the past
That's why I had to stop with the use of the grass
Now I'm thankful, got my head out my
prison/ I ain’t no know him/ mama couldn’t do it / started stressing/ having blackouts/ straight from Texas to Atlanta / Soufside Clay Co babii/ if you ever
Dej loaf
I got a history with heroin but they ain't know
My daddy used to run to the needle up by the payload
I was born with the shakes
There be some
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