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on purpose
I'm Quick to make a nigga sign out for  doing all that lurking
We can get you set up by bitches cause pussy be so worthless
How can my mind stay

Aye, I won't be stoppin' until I be hoppin' up out of the 'Rari
Yeah, roll with my team, keeping it clean, the life of the party
That ain't my girl,

of a car go by in a stream
Seems like I stand pretty much unseen
But I open my eyes and beams
Come out

Gimme, gimme, symphonies
Gimme more than

to change my life is one giant contradiction
Then I must say you're half right
For by his death my life was saved
To be set free I became a slave
To be lifted

Uh uh uh
I thank god on the daily cause I'm living right now
Life gets a little crazy but I get by some how
I'm flyin' high and I don't ever wanna come

place.
My mental is crooked, like the smile on my face
Grateful for life, I thank god everyday
I'll get to the top if I'm out of my way
I been in a real

Promised Land

The Game

West Coast Resurrection [Clean]

2005

Sometimes I wonder
Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to come out
Man we strugglin, it's hard sometimes, but
Tomorrow's better than

get him mad
He keep it bottled in, I told him it's goin take over you
These niggas praying on my downfall
But watch wen I takeover by next year
My life

tha Juice yea
cint nobody stoppin my grind
cround me
You gotta wear you some shades
cint nobody stopping my shine
I'm out here living my life
cnd ain

mane (Still living to breath another day)
Make the beats to your vision (Life is beautiful)
Mix it up and master your vision (Get out of your head)
Try,

that they so gone 
Someone come and take this pain
I'm just out here in the rain 
Thinking about my life ahead 
Thinking about how to get this bread for

Followed what the voices said
As they messed with my fucking head 
A normal fucking life is just something I'll never get
Tripping over my thoughts
Wondering

My son sit's on my shoulder
My greed dies content
My whole life starts over
There's vomit on my favourite shirt
Dribbling like he's Iverson my magnum

little sister
Who never existed and this is why a part
Of my life's so twisted
But I can never be as sick as that bitch is
And by the way
That picture's

to stack up my fundings
Bitch I’ll never run out of ammo like Rambo (Rambo)
Bitch I’ll never run out of ammo like Rambo (Rambo)
The way I live this life blue

person in my life
So I wrote this song for her
I appreciate you  guys for coming out
Vibein' with me for a little bit
While I tell this story
I love you

Know there's better for me
Life a test but I ain't never had no testimony
Make your mind as I walk in before you get to know me
I'm a target, why you

(Live a life)
New shit dropping soon:
"Patron and Instrumentals" (Yuh)
Til' then stay tuned, freak
And thanks for the hot chin (Haha)
It's Tre-Boy, my

back to Pre-Chorus)

BRIDGE
I’m a sexy mamacita
And I like to stroke my ego
And I love to get my freaka
Maybe we could
(Repeat)
“Naw, I’m BAD BY MY DAMN

Life is a bitch, if you trip, then you gotta get higher than ever when you reach a low
Feeling like things won’t change
Money, liquor, love, women is my

Won't lie kinda lonely
Got a lonely lonely life
Fuck love
Really try get you out of my mind
Fake friends
Always love love wasting my time

I gotta work

and bills are going out
And I work overtime my kid's life I be missing out
Fuck now I'm 45
Life is just passing by
My oldest kid is learning how to drive

when the bass drop
This the life you wanna live on a daily basis
When you walk by, only thing I can say is
My My My
Who’s that girl that knows no

I'm NASCAR gassed up
High as a rocket in the sky I'm NASA
You think you're fast bitch I'm faster
Get out my lane let me past you bastard
I'm NASCAR