Lyrics:
a shot in this game
Another hand on the clock will tick it's dropping our frames
Observing, they're learning, on my behavior
It's unnerving like
gotta make it I swear I'm in a lost place
Growing up had to be home by the street lights
Momma didn't want me fucking with the street life
Breaks my heart
Love Letter
Love Letter to you
It's true, I really think I like you
Wait
I mean I really think I love you
Love you, yeah
I would've known what you
You gotta give it to the Lord
Woah
He ain't gon' take it by force
Woah
You gotta give it to the Lord
Woah
He ain't gon' take it by force
I'm like, woah
gotta make it I swear I'm in a lost place
Growing up had to be home by the street lights
Momma didn't want me fucking with the street life
Breaks my heart
I'm uptight
Playing by the rules in this game of life
365 days on the grind
Something's stirring, I might need to unwind
Then, there's you
messed up
She come by me and get messed
Up and then fess up
I'm like that sucks and that's cold (yeah)
Like glaciers, glaciers, glaciers (Glaciers)
Like
Where Brooklyn at?)
She hold the crown in this game (Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?)
Ladies and Gentleman
It's the worlds famous, Lil' Kim,
up in my bed
Say you thinkin' that this is love, for me
For us, babe, I love your lovin
Ima shoot my shot like a drive by
They gone clap to this like
of here, bitch
Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass
Getting high-ass niggas in here, Three 6, UGK, nigga
We putting it down in this
of here, bitch
Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass
Getting high-ass niggas in here, Three 6, UGK, nigga
We putting it down in this
them from afar
Greeted them like stars
Tasted them in part
But never known in whole
Yet they did embrace
The call to live by faith
Strangers in this
that this would be so tough
My world is shifting day by day
I’m getting used to doing things a different way
The lights stay on when I’m in bed
It calms
Although predictable--the pain of exaggeration of my criminal past
Feels like being teargassed and forced into a state of damnation
Because this damn
red they could barely open
Smoking
I'm only trying to leave my troubles buried back in the past
But then I feel like I never made it back
I think my
sorry but I mean it 'cause when I got the tool on bitch
I got bulimic up in her like a gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy
sheets
This the best version I seen of me
Candy paint coupe but don't think it's sweet
Y'all better worry 'bout my unreleased
Baby don't wait 'til I'm
it's not too late
(Baby, take Tevin by the hand)
(I'm sure you'll understand) I'm sure you'll understand
(Lady this is fate) Ohhh, ohhh
(Don't,
my shit yet
I talk that shit like Riley
I treat this bitch
Like it's woodcrest
This for the block I rep
Where I'm dying bout my respect
I was told
Yeah Optmus
[Chorus]
A rockstar, or a gangstar
Im all that and more
Yu hate that, or like that
I really dont care
Coz how i moving i know its not
myself, but I'mma die by myself
If any of my brothers look at me, shorty, I'm gonna see this world
It's only me and my brothers, it's only Kevin
I'm high
It’s like damn..ew
Yeah
Yeah..look
I make em feel this ish
I bet they feel my drift
I had to chill my wrist
Don’t try to steal my drip
Niggas teamin
He's my employer how I get paid
Gods time doesn't have Chronological order
I'll make it plain copy and paste
He got some ways that ain't like our
He's
like Royal Rumble Sorry I ain't got nothing for you
But you know that I still love you We gon' pop out by surprise
Can't see shoot at his eyes No flip
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