Lyrics:
a hustler, now I send her racks
I'm all alone, I'm by myself
I'm by myself, by myself, I'm by myself
This level of my pain deep, I get so high cause when I'm
You're everything I prayed for I don't know where you came from
You caught me by surprise It feels like paradise
It feels like paradise when I'm with
stomped by the gang
(Get stomped by the what?)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang , Ay
I've been so hood, they be loving my lingo
My niggas gon' take
are going crazy
No time to waste
Smash on your face
Get up and race, out of the day
Blinded by the light
We all been waiting for
Look how the sunset smolders, how many more are there ahead?
Twenty-five happens only once, we can't be embarrassed by something
The horizon will
When can we talk with a face?
Instead of using all these strange devices
Seems like you and I
Need to have a crazy conversation
Wouldn't be
the greed.
Y'know, they all seem pretty crazy to me.
You can tell by the expression I wear.
Though I seem a little strange to you
I don't really care.
I fell in love with you,
T'was like a dream come true
And my love for you will never end oh no
Was such a special night
You lay right by my side
Every morning I wake up by your side
Ohh my feeling is so strong I cannot hide
I want to hold you every second that I live
And when you ain't next
And it's hard to breathe
And every other time is just a memory
'Cause I only wanna be wanted by you
Now I'm going crazy
I'm tired of waiting
My lips
a team (woo)
On top of my dreams, Joyner, I know you inspired by me
Like I was inspired by Nelson Mandela, I give him a rose for every endeavor (hey)
a slut
Now this is how the shit begins
I met Dana by one of my friends
By Big O just to be exact
We was just chillin' by my homie named Pat
Then I heard
Of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
I had no choice or remorse for time for
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
really I'm grateful (Ella)
(Maybach Music)
I'm still here lookin' through the window
Watchin' the days go by
Watchin' the sun rise
Why don't you
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
the way you look in
Them Jeans
I was never that crazy about stone-washed denin
At least until I saw a girl in 'em
They fit so tight but look so rough
I'm
places round my neck
Bathed by the sunshine and the seas of pearls
Fanned by tanned skinned beautiful girls
A twitch of a grass skirt caught my eye
I said
that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowin' my name
A young high strung thug
Nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in
beam's
I'm tight fear
I'm that nightmare that killed that dream
My gat steam crazy buzz i slit wit' wigs
Plus some bid for your baby love
I'll play
now
And I just want you to know that
You and me, it was good, but it wasn't right
And it'll be hard
But I know I will make it out step by step
I'll
be
(Representing for the black woman them)
Right by your side when you're up or down
Don't matter what I′ll be around
(a true thing you know girl)
Baby
Raised by thugs, schooled by killers
I learned mathematics from big-time dealers
So now them busters love to
See a nigga falling cocked the Glock
breaking the motherfucking internet i went
Through six years of this fucking
Shit let's get to it bro let's get to it bro
Are they fucking crazy? Bro, by
.JPG/196px-Walle_Georgetown_(cropped).JPG "Wale")
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