Lyrics:
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
when I'm walkin
Midnight stalkin, all the suckers be hawkin
And I max while you be waxin your Cadillacs
Smooth as a fax, but I can cut you like
letter for you
Wrote this letter for you
Too much pain in a conversation to speak to my dad
Know it’s some things that I should leave in the past but they
Wyclef on guitar
With the Black Eyed Peas
They wrote a rap song, they wanna sing it to y'all
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like
the gutter we started with zero (zero)
They all was writing me off, but that's just what she wrote (she wrote)
Makin' my shots in this game, I feel like D Rose
What's a woman to do
But feel pain and think
She wrote, she read
She drew, she bled
It was all she could see
He arrived dark-early
From business, he
never miss man
Poetry all for you, won't burn that shit
I wrote so much gold ok hah
Shout out to you for making me write all this motherfucking gold ok
And even if I could it will all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
Not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called
Let me see that
The gun
See you hold it like this and pull the trigger
Pow punk ass
Look it ain't loaded
What the hell are you doing I don't want my
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
Megan
The way she rode my stallion
Pop that pussy baby girl do your thing
Shake that ass. Left check right check on beat
Shordy steady coming back dis
talkin
With all these muthafuckas hawkin
With that dumb-lookin grin
Bitch gets in the car that was carryin three men
I know the whole game well
They spend
replaced by an image, it happens when you spend it
Ironically it subs like a hero
Sub like zero
Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here
Let
wrote
You laugh and you cry
You live and you die
That's all she wrote
I'm just livin' my life
I'm just livin' my life (woo)
I'm just livin' my
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive
Got y'all Hawkin like Yusef
Cause I can, break backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and tracks and go Harlem
and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive
Got y'all Hawkin like Yusef
Cause I can, break backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and tracks and go Harlem
the pieces like a jig-saw
Aiyyo
She multi-colored like a rainbow
Mr. Meth and the Cuban Link kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic ditto
Take that to that
Nutty for all of my semen oh that shit was punny for no reason huh
Still you agree I’m the B E S to the T momma
In the whole league
Hawkin on ya Jeff
Die slow
Now shake, bounce, toss that ass like rover
Rock the boat, don't tip the boat over
All these house tryna play that roll
But I wrote the script
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
to the right, I step to the left
I'm too hard, to tell you that you're def
I got this girlfriend, but she's not really mine
'Cause on the end of girlfriend
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