Lyrics:
I wanted to tell you when you sat in the back of that philosophy class
But I couldn't bring myself to do it
Because those three damn words ended my
honey
How about some drink, yes some gin rummy
After that, come here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by mister bobbi brown
We waste no time, it was time
the ocky way
A true artist run my concerts in showers
A younger generation that I'm tryna empower
The world used to be sweet by the day it gets sour
You want
and I'ma run it
Do you want it? Maybe so, but just know, we're rolling spreads
You claim you want it but you need it just about as much as a hole in ya
Multi lyrical
I'm beginning to think you aint feeling it buddy
I see you're making some money
But you're not making sense
How you gonna tell everybody
Microphone check, check, check two
Microphone check, check, check three
Microphone check, check, check four
What y'all niggas wanna do, how y'all gon' do it
Microphone check, check, check two
Microphone check, check, check three
Microphone check, check, check four
What y'all niggas wanna do, how y'all gon' do it
cut them some slack
I let you have it for a moment but I'm snatching it back
I ain't even gotta rap man, I just do this for fun
03' Bonnie and Clyde
came along. I had choices to make...
Dreams take time...
Time goes by...
When does it disappear?
How can you get so far off the track?
Why don't
Every time we Track and Trace
Track and Trace Track and Trace
How the hell did we get here?
Freedom taken by force
Shake you out of this coma
They don't
the limits allow.
Right here! Right now!
I wanna show you what I want you to do, where and when and how.
I want it bad and I want it now, we were born going
log, you ain’t even hear it clock back
Which way do I run crossed like a fraud with a gaze?
I leave you traced in chalk, when I’m flowing up a rage, I
laughin'
That's a metaphor for any
Rapper who wants it
I smack 'em til their nose is running
You know the hoes is coming if I'm there
And the hoes is cumming
at my opponents
You can get it if you want it
We do this Everyday
I be on it every night, you know I do it right
I be on it
Bet we do this shit like
lookin like you ballin in the eyes of the public
How many really think he got to touch it? (baby don't do it)
Yo, a fool at forty, a fool forever
Don't be
they was Johnny Gill
Want a real deal with 2 gettin' wild bucks wallet
That's how we do it when were rollin' on the island
Bellisle be Bellisle
wage got me grinding allday
Now I do want more roar up from the core
How we Ending with the encore I do know my door
I am back on ths track
Black
Nah but f'real f'real, a lot of cats comin' into it like
Yo what could the industry do for me? No
What could you bring to the industry?
What could you
In a house by the tracks,
I want, I want you back.
In a dress that's painted black,
I want you back, I want you back.
All the ways my mother taught
You are watching a master at work
Yeah
No limit like Master P
When I jump on a track, it's a masterpiece (yeah yeah)
Feel like life is a movie
you Todd?"
Me and my homies just who ride
And take advantage of a life we never had
Fuck eating cheese sandwiches, broke, living bad
I'm a do it for
kids wanna drive by an that's it,
No nuts
I'll be in the back countin' racks from the tracks ya ran up
At the concert you'll be first in line to a get
love to make you mine
And I've tried a thousand times
Still get caught up in the lines
I don't which words you'd like when you sit by my side
Its been
the temperature but
Next thing I know
I'm drownin'
This here for the sun seekers (run the track)
What makes you think
I'm not in love?
How could you know
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