Lyrics:
'til it's ripped apart
Secret's out momma that fire I started it
Fuck the fireman logic of the closet by the wire shit
What's positive about a father
There's someone following me
I need to beat it so I
Hit a crowded spot, crowded lot
Perfect place to hide
Got me like I'm playing with some cops
Game
crazy
When I'm in the house, when I think about
When I see you out, when I hear about {T-Pain}
I want my baby back! {'Lo-so} And I thought it would be
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
to dream large
Dream house and dream cars
Dream weed and dream sex
Dream plane don't leave yet
Still dream time to dream waste
Dream girls to dream chase
of getting by on dreams
We're all in the halfway house
Or so it sometimes seems
Trying to find the truth inside
Instead of getting by on dreams
We're
And the Thousand Islands
Bitch, you want me to punch you
Bitch you wylin'-wylin'
Might not wanna come over here
'cause bitch it's crowded-crowded
Unless you Master P
Broke her heart now she jamming to Usher
Broke her heart now she say I'm a monster
Sprint like caster but gotta get faster
Chase my dream cause it don't
go broke
If I don't got shit to blow
My brother gone split it with me
Let's keep shit 150
Niggas be moving so weird no you can not get up with me
Now
voices, not from me.
Oh, i'm incapable, i live by habit
Oh, i'm incapable, i live by habit
consciously
Life's accountable if i don't grab it
Oh, life's
to
Addicted to the craft (whoa), got no time to chat (whoa)
Just a little something to hold 'em over for what's next (whoa)
Even when I guess (whoa), I get it
You look a little lonely, babe, a little blue
You know you're not the only one, I'm lonely too
I been surviving just day by day
I had some dreams
at all, you can go ahead and me be mean to me
This just high school drama that happens frequently
But I avoid it, got dreams to seek and take the path god
it felt fabricated
It had to be real
Cause I felt intimidated by cops
The city's crowded
With projects and row houses
Everybody's acting bout it
I
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
How you feel
Overseas flow, take your ho over the water
She ain't never seen a nigga say "bonjour"
I got left wrist and it
Looks like it's a clock
Oh my
Not really but just in the mind
Just takin' it day at a time
Aight, aight
They don't, they don't know, they don't know
And I gave them a chance
Slide
she loved gangsters, loved nasty things
So I'm in the glass house having nasty dreams
Good girls never give it up
But anything is possible, if 50
come first
Whats makes it the worst
Is I feel
Stuck by the same curse
Living from a broken dream
Tryna see a mans worth
Learning from some women
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
shit from the grave
Don't come over here tryna flex (don't do it)
You gon' get all that shit took (gimme that)
Used to get sauce from the west (dope)
So when the party's over, you're makin' it home,
And tryin' to sleep before the break of dawn
And while you're sleepin', you start to dream
bedroom ranch
that looks over the plain
now I don’t mean to gossip
but you’ll find out anyway
the previous owners
have gone separate ways
House For Sale
(not loud)Here I go drivin'by your house might as well throw some rocks at your window
(gets louder)Yeh... But you don't
to seem care, or maybe
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