Lyrics:
you want me to do
You made me fall in Love with you
cnd now I'm out here all alone
You Say you're sorry
You say it's gonna change {Harm.}
of dying I'm dying to go inside
And find what other life to live that's after death
I don't got a fight to give I'm over death
Feelin like Mike in his older
to make my scriptures, so let the blessings in
How am I supposed to do this all? I'm just a man
Limited by life span
Fall, but get up again
Life passing
I come out my crib
Walk out on the block it's hot
Yo there's a black car parked on the corner hot boys
TNT be creepin', while niggas be
a can of Thunder
I slang lumber, a spell I keep my women under
Through all seasons, they fall winter spring and summer
I hit the highway smoked out
Come on
Go with me
You don't have to tell your friends
We can get this started
And move it to an after party
Gonna pull you
Over me
You won't get
trousers, white tee, man
Who made back-to back hit's? That's me man
All my opps fall
Ain't talking bout the season
It's my life, I can't give it to you
man man she blow my mind
And since I'm from Atlanta expectations start to pile up
Of me pushing some Impala, clubbing weekly 'til I fall out
But
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
Sometimes
Boy you make me so confused
Know my heart feels so abused
After all that I've been through
I don't want to be used
Just say i'm sorry
When
until I get it done
Life sized party
Let the people have some fun
Take all my tests while we rev up the eng'
Le le let's call the boys and
The girls
of the living
Self-organized, wrought from the clay
Our king by night, our slave by the day
Giga-giga-gilgamesh
What do you know?
Watch the human life show
OK
Goin in dummy, retarded
We bring the life to the party
Hooked on me like I'm narcotics
What can I say, I'm an artist
Still winning at life I just
I'm free!
I'm free! (even life after life, they ain't stoppin' me!)
Yeah! Dedicated to everybody ain't gon' never make it up out there
Know what
soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say and where you step more carefully
If I fall in the field and ain't no more air for me
Pour some on the ground
the S-500 I want it
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me be chasin' after cops
And they don't stop at my block after
Whole new level boy can't complain
Way that we be living ain't the same
Now they wanna roll with , can't blame
Said now shawty wanna party with them
Yeah-yeah-yeah, ay let's win a Grammy with this one
Let's go woo-woo, this for all the single mothers out there
Coming straight from your boy
pregnant and he don't wanna help
Don't get stressed out, you can do it by yourself
'Cause you a strong woman, girl, enjoy your life
And no matter what they
'cause the life
will be nice
Souljah Boy will do you better/ Never put anything before your children
Honor your mother or father, you're gonna live
there, boy I'm lightin' up that ass I'ma fill him with lead
And they never finna count the cash 'til I look up at the dash and realize I'm out of gas
So
years old when I had my first boy
The recession came can’t by no toys
Can’t take him to the park
Cause I’m locked behind bars
Stomach on growl
I
chrome
I be making money when I'm playing on my phone
You can lose your life put this pole to your dome
Ima ride for my boys ima slide
I be trapping for my
to driving the latest jags
To rock rags made by Italian fags
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing
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