Lyrics:
a rainy dayyay..(/singing)
I didn't have friends 'cause I barely even spoke
My head was mad out on a ill uni flow
Surrounded outside by thievs and crooks
a passionate one
But after a few Cokes with rum you're dealing with that guy
You know the one
He says he's out to have fun
Let's get 'er done, but soon he
We'll be halfway to crazy when the moon comes out
Ain't waiting on the sun to go down
We'll be making them speakers start shaking when we turn 'em up
weakness
My weakness oh too well
So out I fly
The screenshots of my life passing by
And who am I
To turn back the hands of time
No I can't breath
If
Sayin’ what you want
Doesn’t get
Cause the days go by and its all the same in the end
Im sure you did your best
But it all broke down
Cause you had
OUT SOUL TO LIFE
AND I AIN'T WORRIED 'BOUT NO TROUBLES...NO..NO..
AS LONG AS I GOT YOU RIGHT BY MY SIDE
(musical break)
Verse 2
I KNOW YOUR TIRED
here then what happened?
And where's the who that lives here?
In this house you wanna figure out how'd you get here
But the thought got cut by nature
anything would turn out right?
Woah, baby, come and lay by me
In the cool, cool shade of that old, oak tree
You can go, oh, so high
Painting by to that
It all started with some big talk
I've been digging deep bound to hit some bedrock
Shout out 1314 when you on my block
Yuh
Shout out 1314 when your
can't believe I questioned my whole mind
I'm heading out and I won't turn behind
And unlike you I don't need to beg
Cause I'll make you
Stay out of my
through my, digging through my, digging through my mind
But I’m running out I’m running out I’m running out of time
[Hook]
Ok I had you I lost you sh**
correlations
When I send them hits dem niggas do not miss
I stay out the way
I cannot fuck wit these niggas
These niggas turn to bitches
Naw, they turn
the fast lane and I won't stop
You ain't nothing but talk
You couldn't hang on the rope by ball
This life that I live
It ain't for the weak
Got my roddy
your corner
You're faded
Crippled by your choice
It's your turn to face it.
Now
This isn't what you wanted
Now
This circular argument
Now
This isn't what
There's an intruder in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out (shit)
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me when I shout
'Wop you little snitch
You make me mad, I have a threesome with your bitch
I'm from costa east Atlanta, yeah the 6
I make one brick turn to two, I
bitches I fucked, when, how and where
You ain't my main bitch so why the fuck do you care
That's why bitches get fucked, then turn around and get left
did I forgot to mention?
That there's a bottle right by your position
That's filled with depression
So proceed with caution
Or you gone' be another
play me a fool
Need my money
Don’t play me a fool
Need my, need my
Need my, need my
(Turn the fuck up)
Have my money singing threw the wire by
master up my craft
Now they back now
Finally not feelin' like they cash cows
You know the homies on the cypher bout to fuckin act out
Steve, Don't Say
to keep them happy
You know, Haha
It's Mileon Baby
You are the one that'll turn my frown into a smile
I see you sparklin' way far in the darkest mile
I
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
Buying out the bar like that ghetto superstar
Over the club I wish I stayed in
Nothing here but lust I knew that when I came in
Standing by the wall
Keep
pay
It's just a soul crying out
And little the people crying out
It's the land crying out
And I can hear you crying out
And I say, I don't know
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