Lyrics:
100K, remain solid
I'm sorry, won't right my wrongs
Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry
I just caught some time, I'll be home soon
It won't
heart gets anxious
When I think about your lips
Your kiss, it's hell baby
Feeling like this
From LA to New York
To London to our front door
Soon I'll be
wind calls
By and by, again, the morning sun will rise
But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes
(Well I know)
It strolls the sidewalk and it
walk around with
A chip on your shoulders
Tryna get lemon, couldn't get battered
You know it, where I come from
73 will get me from home to college
I be speeding to the red light
Know that it'll turn green
By the time I get there
She gonna be in bed like you
She says i'm ok
But it's been
Bet I slap on the beat
Have it on by any means
Two and the four on alarm
For collard greens
And she a bad little bitch
She a wifey
I just might hit
switched
I ain’t smoking no green, but it’s always green when I shoot so I made the draft pick
I still don’t talk to some niggas or walk with some niggas
sacco
Then I got a Caddy sack, just like them vatos
Posted up six-one, yeah
That's the block though
Ride by slow and get your ass popped, though
Me
’m nonchalant
Not effected by a bamma no I’m not (Naw)
I don’t rock with lames either get the mop (Bah)
Not effected by a blend, just get the top (Yea)
No
don't wanna your review
And now as soon out of the blue I know what had transpired through
I can't believe my sincerity has been consumed by villainy
I
if it rain storm I’ll still get it if the sun gone
Remember late nights I would bussed home if the train stop had to walk home
Homie trippin I don’t
on the road
Calling friends back home
But I just get the phone machine and this reply
Ain't nobody home in California
All your friends have gone to Molokai
the family
M-O-N-E-Y, what I go hard for
Swingin' on the green like I'm tryna get a par four
You ain't sittin' at my table, hope you starve
Ho, don't be
Swingin' on the green like I'm tryna get a par four
You ain't sittin' at my table, hope you starve
Ho, don't be pushin' my buttons 'less you startin' up my
all that's a skydive
Go get your own
Nigga you ain't taking my pie
I need a home
Beverly Hills it's a nice sight
Don't go off the dome, too much to talk
a drought
Peons only do it for the clout
I do if for the culture
Do it cause I'm suppose to
Did it cause we were molded by grandmas hands
Granny reared a boy
for y'all
Let's get it
Drip drip coming in hitting like a rain drop
Sip sip come again hear the champagne pop
This that green that lettuce romaine bop
as it gets
I'm A.I. Allen Iverson
Crossed up off the natural wine in the valentine
Light up a spliff while I say "Hi" to the kids
We got Al and Mike
Cause I will be home soon and there ain't no limit to the things that we goin' do,
Whatever you want name it and I'll make it reality,
To see my baby's
on my ass I had to get up and get it for real
I walked through the dangerous jungle by myself Came out a Navy SEAL
(It help me thrive), keep me resilient
me back when
All the girls were just friends
Alchemy playing on video
The games I was playing
The ones I was soon to know
Those innocent times
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
Little honey, are you goin' out tonight?
Little honey, I don't want to start a fight
Little honey, if you don't answer me soon
You'll come home tomorrow
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