Lyrics:
should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family, what else could I do but be a thug?
Out slangin' with the homies, fuck hangin' with them phonies in
to think about me
I'm gonna check out
Go my own route
Gonna hide how I feel
Tired of trying to be real
You can tell by my fake smile
I've lost faith in us
to think about me
I'm gonna check out
Go my own route
Gonna hide how I feel
Tired of trying to be real
You can tell by my fake smile
I've lost faith in us
them Nigga I know
Den turned on me though
Whoa whoa whoa
So so long
I can do it
On my own
I can do it
On my own
I can do it
On my own
Do it
On my own
What happened to the ones you loved
The ones you left behind
You tried to save them now fooled by the drugs you always hide
How can I get you
You bring me breakfast in my bed
And when it hurts, you rub my head
I'll ask you one time only, baby
Could you be there when it's hectic
When I
You bring me breakfast in my bed
And when it hurts, you rub my head
I'll ask you one time only, baby
Could you be there when it's hectic
When I
Sleepin' silent in night, you know I got the .40 by me (buck 'em)
Keep her, keep her by my sides, so thick up on me (yeah)
Fast nights get explicit,
you've changed at anytime
It's not unusual to find out that I'm in love with you
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
03
I eliminate
Ayy, ayy
Yeah
So much work keep weighing, think the scale off
Niggas out here broke, steady fakin' like they well off
Don't
Doggytyle, yeah
B.I.G.
Uhh, to all the ladies in the house
Where they at?
Uhh, uhh, check it out
C'mon B.I.
Another day in the ghetto
One
Doggytyle, yeah
B.I.G.
Uhh, to all the ladies in the house
Where they at?
Uhh, uhh, check it out
C'mon B.I.
Another day in the ghetto
One
Here I am once again giving everything that I have
Wrapped up in a love and just getting out of the last
There's gotta be somebody who will always
(Hi, hey, love, I'll come check you out)
(Never gonna give up on you)
(So what are you gonna show me first?)
Yeah, we gonna do it like this (well)
And I don't know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all
(Making love) out of nothing at all
(Making love) out of nothing at all
(Making
She don't go deep, 'cause it ain't her motive (yeah, yeah)
She gon' push the drugs just to keep her loaded (oh-whoa)
Got it out the mud and I had
The lover in my life, whoa...
I belong to you, babe
You belong to me
And I'm the one who serves you right
Each and ever day 'cause
Uh, do it right there
a frozen pie
Played my heart like ta da da
Verse
Running from my lows so I gotta stay high
Needa let go cause I’m barely getting by (whoa whoa)
Said you’d
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
'm a Rick star star, been flexing, but you see it now
I meant Rockstar, damn, nigga, but you fucking get it
But I be out the way by my muh fucking lone
Niggas
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
[Chorus]
Something about her probably can't live without her
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh.
I saw your smile; saw your smile from across the room
Whoa oh oh, I know what I should do
I gotta find, gotta find a way
gold, no talkin, interrupt joy
Don't be fooled by the drugs boy, ooh
Perky thirty feel like love boy, ooh
Bitch keep fuckin wit' them lil' boys
I got Hi
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