Lyrics:
I don't feel so bright,
I don't care to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long
[Ice Cube, Verse 1]
I am the one, that you heard about, read about
I am the one, that had to take the ghetto route
I am the one, don't make me pull
Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you
If I should listen to anyone, tell me to stick to my guns
Like double stick, it's you, but fuck
trying to lend a hand
But right now I don't need no help
I'm looking for my inner wealth
Right now I'm trying to center self
Shine myself
All by myself
So
of ‘em
It’s not hatred, the face red when
I’m spitting, when I’m getting excited
I’m lightning the rhyme comes
The times come for you to be warned me
I'm drownin Louis, I'm dripping Gucci
Can't fuck with my bitch cause my bitch is too boujee
She do what I say cause she don't wanna lose me,
I don't
Wade
And, hey please don't start me
I'm like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley
I'm pop the Barkers, I'm hood the Parkers
While y'all was in limbo
a hoe
Please don't ask me what I'm on
Way too fucking geeked
I can't find my fucking phone
Way too fucking geeked
I can't find my fucking home
I don't
know that I'm the
Man
Please get the fuck out my face, Please get the fuck
From my way
Please think about whatchu say, Please know my
Niggas don't play
the corner with a frown (Frown)
I don't see a man just a bunch of girls around (Round)
When I come through Imma need to see you smile (Aye)
We can talk for
baby
I'm so high, I don't wanna come down
Talk about a come up
Me and my young bulls playing with a lump sum
Niggas that owe me always trying
I'm sayin'?) oh, I don't want to say a word to you
Do ya understand me?
Nah I don't hear ya, I want to talk
Too late (nah, it ain't)
Can't
I'm sayin'?) oh, I don't want to say a word to you
Do ya understand me?
Nah I don't hear ya, I want to talk
Too late (nah, it ain't)
Can't
coming home.
What the fuck's regret bitch.
I don't right my wrongs.
Ride like Armstrong.
Bitch I'm living strong.
Latina bitch.
And she told me she was
(come here)
We gon' need a moment
Can I make this a bit more sexual?
Let me do some things, I'm a professional
Can I take you to a time that you
to talk about them days that we ain't seeing no more
Kwame we miss you, will you come back please come home ?
I know it ain't no way for that, I'm just
don't need you tripping, trying to take me there
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
You think you got what it takes to please me
I'm not impressed by
I'm lonely, singing
Please, please, don't take
Please, please, don't take
Please, please, don't take
Please, don't take me back
Please, oh please, don't
Keep her off of me and we
Don't get to hardly speakin'
We be creepin' all in weekends
I'm talkin' freakin' all in weeks
But I know you still think
About
on, call me Young Weezy Baby, Baby, ayy, yes
I'm a m-m-mouthful now lemme see you digest
And when she walks she walks with passion
When she talks
happen when you sleep
Whatchu think bout me
Whatchu think about you
Look at the difference between us two
I’m at the top of my grind
And you stuck
(you promise?)
I will never put my hands on you, come on, and think about it
We ain't even got to talk when we see each other
We got it all chalked
Say hoe
Yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?
Would you like to make love?
I
Damn! Definitely won't be getting
Any celebrity treatment from
The captain the whole conversation
Was him telling me
"Don't come in here trying to be what
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