Lyrics:
Well, I'm sitting alone
All by myself
Thinking of you and no one else
Cause' all I want is what you need
Just a little love to end my misery
Sippin'
and Judas'
Turn ya back on ya niggas or save whoever you be with
Which ever one you choose tells me what kind of dude you is
But I ain't here to judge see I
back where I began
A gambling man
But one who's really at his wit's end
I'm total loss, total loss
You think I easily fly, but I'm ready, ready,
nigga buffet, I never stomached it
They call me REASON select you know the government
Seem big headed but more grindin' the punishment
Came from
of noise beatin' up them toys
If you stepped to the crew or even walked on the fame
You know you got stomped by a big ink stain
1995 we're called Lordz
life, we can give that back
I know we tend to hold grudges
I can't control it, I'm unfolding the emotion that I'm holdin'
Hope the way I saw it ain't
way?
So many people say they love me but they went astray
Rest in peace my nigga Rocc you know i miss you gang
Nightmares on top of ending back up
shoes
So I try to give him game, show him how to invest
But he loved to flex
He just in it for a check, this shit chess
My hands been clean
So he
where you can get a bag and still be broke,
Take a brick up to his feet and tie him by a rope,
Walk up to his crib and take his shit, this a grab and go,
this shit if you Ain't try
It's the principle, don't care about what you Did, why you lie
You hit hard on the dice, well, give me these Coming out
Lane
Give me hugs
And feel on my butt
I'm just saying
You hoes too tight
Cause we could be friend
By the end of the night
Cause I like sunshine and rainbows
time I ask for ten
That shit was never for a ride
Was only trying to get high
Like why you acting surprised
Was only trying to get by the trap
So I
I'm in a farm and I'm smoking with cows
I'm waking up in the back of a bus like I'm Rosa
You gon' die by my hand, bitch I told ya
Turn my swag on like
on circling itself
i'll be coming round soon
to get soaked in your sunshine
and you'd gladly give me more if i could keep it
till i'm halfway home
and what you call 'God'
Holy Bible to the Holy Quran
Everybody seekin' salvation
Some try to get it by smokin' dumb-dums
Some only feel it when they get
I've come as far as I can make it on my own
If I give up, all will be lost
I've spent all my life holding back these tears
It's time to let them go
Hypnotically to the flow of my pen
It's gonna let you know
That I come to peel with my whore
But somebody's gotta do it
Somebody's gotta win at it
Because
Give me the strength to play just one more set
G G/F# Em A7 D
And I'll fade right back to my lone-li--ness
never thought that I'd look back
And see what I didn't have to give
And just what they did not get
Those beautiful babies
Oh, were we lost together
never thought that I'd look back
And see what I didn't have to give
And just what they did not get
Those beautiful babies
Oh, were we lost together
crowd eager in the front but an old battered guitar in the back spoke to me, cracked whisper voice, ""Hey Buddy! You wanna go for a ride?"" I'm skeptical,
ain't reaching them all, gotta believe in the fact
if you holla somebody'll holla back
but we suffer for a lack of the focus to keep track of it all
i
Now 'earrr dis!
Your man Kwest comin from Southside Queens
Gettin ready to hit you in the ear with a lil bit of FLA-VOR
Seen? (??)
[Chorus]
Me
fuck ten more bitches and have ten more babies
And lately, I've been wanting to take shit back to the eighties
And maybe, I'll drive-by shooting
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