Lyrics:
ain't giving up a motherfucking thing
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walk-bys
And you don't want
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
got this feeling
I ain't never giving up, I ain't never ever, I ain't never ever giving up my pride
I ain't never letting go, I ain't never ever, I
terrified once again
By a roar of immense laughter. . .
Ho! ho! ho!
Which seems to be rumbling up
From the very depths of the cave
In which he has hidden
If I could be up in the middle of
Just wanna be in the middle of
Middle of your love
If I could be, anywhere in the world I would be
Inside
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
that little guy who waved
He was jumping up and down tryna catch your face
That's when you switched to third gear
Can he catch that pace
Things i
more than I need you
Peanut butter inside like Reese
At granny crib, sitting by the peach tree
This getting money shit too easy
Adderall got me up, ain't
Always for the people!
Let em' know! (yeah)
From the third world to the third ward
Racing for the cure fighting world's wars
Blindfolded
That ain't
through depression and the strife
I ain't running from a thing, I been fighting all my life
We can do it by the gun or we can do it by the knife
I know
And that's a big wake up
So get your weight up
Take the world off your shoulders
And gone get up and let's go
Life seems to manifest
Its own destiny
I'm
Because you lack the inner, every sinner
Will end up in the everlastin' winter of hellfire
Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out
You cry out
you giving, ain't all that good
A little southern hospitality
You'd better try to get away from me
I love money, and I just can't fake it
I go
looking up the third higher sky and
never giving up never giving up keep going keep going
shout out to the high sky and the make your voice ring in
world is this?
The world is mine
Whose girl is this?
That girl ain't mine
Whose girl is this?
That girl ain't mine
Whose girl is this?
That girl ain't
the same, I like how the world turns
Let's watch the world burn
You can tell by the way it ends
She does not want to be my friend
I said I'd try for her
Looking at the cop like we ain't equal whether some are difference
They hate you on the level up
They hate you when you coming down
They hate because they
the motherfucking world go round
And fly niggas come third cause he might ain't got no money
But he still can pull the baddest bitch in the building
We killing
before I see the door but I ain't headed for it
I'm not giving up love no not that easy
Won't pack my things and run
It always ends with somebody leaving
Can't go back to the bottom, gotta keep moving up
Tell them all I'm on my way, get out my way, ain't giving up
Gotta ball by any means, you know what
to bein' toxic (crazy)
Had an elevator fight remember that?
That was before they broke up and he took the Bentley back (vroom)
He ain't even hit her they
I ain't ever worn a halo
Don't suppose I ever will
As far as saving me goes
It's a battle up a hill
But I keep climbin', tryin', fightin'
Got
Late night was up, tryna feed my hungry son
And I ain't ate all day, I know I'm not the only one
Ruth Chris, but we started on the dollar menu
Money
giving birth
Remember who and where we are
The third stone from the solar star!
Cause if you cant get up the ladder, no
You want to tear it, you wanna
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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