Lyrics:
through the years
And shed so many tears lord
Now that I'm strugglin' in this business
By any means label me greedy gettin' green
But seldom seen
And fuck
and when I die
Baptized in eternal fire I'll
Shed so many tears
After realizing, to master enterprising
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then
Began
our girls
We callin' them hos when they diamonds and pearls
And then they miss Aaliyah, so many out here wanna be her
Don't even know when the next time
And I'm blessed to be
So righteous
Surrounded by a family
Who love me
Though I'm still like this
Fighting paranoia
Even when I'm doing right
I look
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Yeah
Okay
Here we go
Fucked her over so many times, fucked her over over so many times/
Shorty bop stayed by my side, every time stayed by my
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
Get it by my lonely
They know nothing 'bout me
They know my songs and everything but don't know my story
So many niggas gone before me,
Still, we
entertainment
Loving entertainment
Love in entertainment
Loving entertainment
The Royal Secret
So many tears I bleed
So many tears I bleed
So many tears I bleed
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
Yeah, yeah man
You know a lot of niggas don't keep it real
You feel me
Everything, all that shit matters
You feel me but you know so many niggas
Turn
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is that
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
and I'm feeling pretty nauseous
Steering through the storm being fairly cautious
And the ringing in my ears is so obnoxious
My body aches like at the center
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
Been through everything but never thought we'd make it this far
Tears yea I done cried so many times and I done heard so many lies
Its kind of hard for
they be giving up
They ain't built like us
We been rejected by to many
I don't give a fuck
I did it with out having it
(Huh)
They can't even manage it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is
can't converse with you
There are so many other things that we can do
As you lay there lifeless on my bed
You're never really livin' so you can't be dead
So much from me?
They only relate to what their eyes
To what their eyes can see cos
Too many eyes
All around us
Too many eyes
Try to find us
Too many
thousand I'll leave your state
[H.A.W.K.]
Down south these bezeltines an baggets
So much ice you could bobsled off my chest
[Lil' Flip]
Down south we sip
heart, I almost shed a tear
Thugging so hard, now im chilling with my girl, shooting for the stars
Im sipping on this wocky while im popping adderals
They
he'll die
Doesn't really matter
A boy move fishy that boy get battered
So much lizzy its making me fatter
They see me i'm making them scatter
Yeah
Moving
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