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Grr
And at this point, I felt like my kids are the only thing that really keeps me goin'
You know what I mean? Like
(They just uncovered
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
down they're fast
What's past is past
I'm a blast if I could sell more albums than Eminem
Elvis Elton Queen and U2
Then it's all been worthwhile
healed her parents really are
And somehow, I still became the teachers lesson plan
The statistical image of what teen pregnancy gets you when you don't
dropped the ball
I played the part, the show is done, and now I'll show you what I can really become
Yeah, baby, I'm over it (whoa) I'm not yours anymore
you by my side here
We could change the game, we got an open lane
So baby show me how you curve them lames
Yea yea she got that look in her eyes
Every
Fifteen me and Rah crushing hoes around Chesterfield
They use to call me trouble
Cause at thirteen I was popping seals
No ion want no hug baby
I really
along) Cause I really can't tec it
Your cement mentality will end up in casualties
I got the right one, baby, and no you can't follow me
Got pieces
to shusha me
(Nxaaaa, usandi shushe mani iwe)
Lookin' at the game like it "mx... this ain't what it used to be"
(Shit ain't the same no mo' nigga)
What
out and knowing you you'll take 'em home
But you really got that desperate to burn what let erode?
Despite everything I did to keep you safe from those
look at what I sent
I go to be by myself they asking where I went
I show em' the things that I did when I go present
He said that he beating it's not
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
that you want me, yeah
Baby, baby
Tell me what you want, what you really really want
I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want
I want you
a little bit)
(Ay snip you ready)
(Yeah baby, go in JMac)
(Yeah)
I say I tell Em what's up Ayo
Who the fuck is you?
(I'm that 412 jew BlakeStyle's
as your jeans is
Your mine forever and I meant it
Baby let's ride and get high by the palm trees
Can't really help that these bitches is salty
Spending
keep it real from head to toe
I hit that savings and loans when I was just a baby loc
Went to Mexico, traded it for the pecos
Came back
{Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates
At churches and shit?
(He's spittin flames right now baby
He at the top of his game, right now
I'm tellin,
events
So I just have to represent the me inside the present
I got presents from y'all niggas
Spending time I do my own "I wonder what he do when he not
computer games with my Sony, Yeah
Now I got 100 girls surrounding, Uh
I don't have to worry about anything, Ah
While my exes die by jealousy! Oh
Forget about
(ceiling, yeah)
Look, my flow is sick as hell (yep)
I had to bail my baby out of jail (what?)
I'm doing me, and I do it well (damn)
You think I'm wack,
a profit
You down to break even
I'm really in the clear
You niggas stay leakin
You niggas just ain't eatin
Pick another lane rap game, crack game
You should
have at stake
Look at my daughter's face
"Mommy, something is wrong with dad I think
He's acting weird again, he's really beginning to scare me
Won't
up husband, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tryin', I'm, I'm tryna be a better person, I wanna get this off
Give a little game
Buy a new chain
Put
album
Sike I'm playing
But really what would I be without em
They the future of this earth when I'm not around
I'm thugging by my lonely I ain't hanging
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