Lyrics:
yeah
Catch me in a dream
Nothing ever quite what it seems
Floatin' baby girl, just you and me Shawty said she love me, guess we'll see
pull up in
the projects hotter than hell
Harder for brothers, to get they thug on but oh well
Son they know too much, even the hoodrat chicks
Oh you heard who did what, no
There's a way...
And we're gonna get way down tonight...
Oh u don't believe me? Well just come over here...
Check this out. Yeah.
It don't matter if ur
um-
If you'd like to leave during the show
The exit signs are marked clearly in red
Sort of an orangish, reddish, fiery red
So we'll be fucked if we
like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge,
Both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stupid, I shoot
get it done
I count the check
Run up the fund
You think you tough
Acting like a boss how
You ain't nothing but a bitch now
I know I move
And damn I knew
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
a survivor Nigga I'm a fucking slime
They don't know when I was riding by myself
I let off fye
Like damn eight why you ain't tell me
I ain't no talking guy
a love so sweet
well, I truly hope that we can still be friends
It's hard to find a buddy like you
And you're more than welcome to call me again
But
do, by God, they must fry (fry?)
You know, like electric chair
The way you stare (yeah, I'm there)
You committed a crime and I'm the victim
I've
you know if you don’t try
You gotta try
Listen baby, take a chance
How will you know if you don’t try
I’ll try just for you, Alicia
Get on my echelon.
Let me take a little sip and get in my vibe
Know me you know I don't like to waste my time
See the same old shit on my timeline
Times flies when u
won't test me with this 45 (Uh, huh)
'Fore I ride the wave
(Oh) , I rather get hit by a bus
All this shit is sus
It's like grown men in Toys "R" Us (Ha)
than late
Don't let your food get cold
Looking a fellow man's plate
I know ya wish you could pop Life
Like the bottles of Champagne but it seems
frerre
You know the cost I bear
Like, that's why they call you Hov, I'm like yeah
Like air
Little shots go through me, wont tear one tissue
No tears
of this
But we're here, so we might as well try to make the best of it
It's hard when you can't really see the best of it, uh
Trapped inside of our own
a sound
They got what you need
What you need
Make you say
Oh my
Feels just like I don't try
Looks so good I might die
All I know is everybody loves
the facts and it's like that
A nigga wit a muthafuking attitude
You know the deal, kicking some real shit
And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some
Yo,
MYSELF!!!
But i know one thing….
THINGS HAVE CHANGED…
IF YA FEEL ME LET ME HEAR THE KIDS SING
EVEN WHEN LIFE GETS HARD
YOU GET SO FAR
EVERYTHING NOT REALLY
So you wanna be in my world, darling?
Well I'm about to show you how the game
Is gonna be played by my rules
And no one else
It's a pretty uh type
we'll be standing so strong
We'll meet again
I don't know where or when
Like somebody once told us and you are the soldiers this time
So tilt your head
a bitch know her boundaries
Same with a nigga, I treat him like a flea
You claim to be, you aim to be in my spot
Motherfucker, you will get popped
Not,
Bet when she hold him she ain't gon never wanna put him down
Did you get your due date yet, did you choose a name
You know you're gorgeous no matter how
By the low down
Kid from the pits
Bitch
Mo-town yeah
Before ya get mowed down
By the low down
You should oh
I don't know
Break yo self
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