Lyrics:
I'm feelin' stranded, losin' my damn mind
I'm blindfolded by you, girl you took everything that I own
I keep callin' your phone but all I get is
is Brown
Hyna's sayin' I'm conceited but I don't need it
I'm callin you a fuckin mensa if you want to believe it
So it's like you got your own choice
hop, will continue to be fucked up
You playin by a different set of rules you got me fucked up
Respect the hood Marshall, or the hood'll take you out
You
I got is nowhere near reality unconscious
If you said my life was fallacy I'd listen close
And challenge what I know
Explains the drama that's
hop, will continue to be fucked up
You playin by a different set of rules you got me fucked up
Respect the hood Marshall, or the hood'll take you out
You
I'm feelin' like I'm finna die, bitch
I cry alone every fuckin' night, bitch
I ain't got nobody by my side
Ayy, ayy
Fuck them other people, though
They
240 lb from back then, way back, why what who where when
Well, two decades in the makin, take it all in
From the kid of my life, I felt drawn in
Not
you stay in touch
Never forget where you come from
Thats rule number one
But can't live life twice all
You got is one chance
I can't live for you shit
my ting from uptown, I like mine sharp, kick ass with breast
This gunman life got my sweet one vex'
I been outside, girl, give me a rest (tst)
I
The password is party.
[T. Lee]
Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
For the 98 this is how we do
Queen Pen ya'll, T. Lee ya'll
Rock on ya'll, D-Dot ya'll
He lives down by the furnace,
janitor, janitor,
and he makes the young kids nervous,
janitor, janitor,
he tells everybody to call him Tony,
but he
Rankin Road
North of Greens
Yea
Lets take it back to White Gate Lane
When life was so simple, man but how things change
Momma off of brain surgery
bottles filled up with vos
This the life that I promised
Keepin' it honest, that's on the cross
I was broke last week, next week I was callin' my dawg about
over here whipping a rari
I'm in Turks yeah sippin Bacardi
On a yacht cause my life is party
Back to back with the hits like Cardi
Bless these hoes but I
the haters
Callin you the greatest
And those who tried to deny your name in life
Finally talkin right
After all of the fame
Finally called you by your
this life ain’t a bet I can game
I’m sentimental
I gotta peddle
Struggling to swim but I’m held up by all these medals
I finna sweat em
Never
20 bussin' out the bag
20 minutes over but we left it in the past
Tell me that I'm overthinking, tell me where you at
Hard to reach you by the phone
lifeline
Gotta hit the road and get mine
Baby I will love you through the end times
Wonder if this life is all by design, omens showing me my next life
you so much people see the fame
But the shame is it don't feel the
Same when it's all said and done
That pain been callin'
I look in the mirror and I
écoutez-moi, oh hear my now
I need a rendez-vous, want you by my side
It should be me and you for life, for life
I call you in my dreams - attendez!
Oh how we
écoutez-moi, oh hear my now
I need a rendez-vous, want you by my side
It should be me and you for life, for life
I call you in my dreams - attendez!
Oh how we
it didn't matter
Only thing on my mind is vendetta
'Cause now it's four-to-one
He scared as shit and we chasin' son
Hit the highway
Doin' it up by
phone, we don't carry them you know. What?
Woe little buddy, what ya doin' there, callin' Guam?
Hello and welcome to WAMMO Radio, that's W-A-M-M-O
leider du nicht
'Ne Narbe ziert unser beider Gesicht, Life is ne Bitch
Das ist E. K. zum O., du Player Hater let's go
War Untergrund, jetzt vertick ich
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