Lyrics:
I'm changing the whole game plan like when you press start
And hit options I'm coming back in the fourth like I'm
Lebron James or Kobe your bitch
heart
By writing this song about her
Sometimes I sit at home and
Wonder if she's sitting at home
Thinking of me and wondering if I'm
Sitting
red
And if Alex Jones is right again
A year from now all the kids are gonna be dead
How does that not freak you out
No, I don't care when the next
hot beat
Or break, and you know it when you see your clone
And right now that's all I see goin' on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is
of Laid Lonnie.
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about.
The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out.
Think I'm supposed to pay, 'cause
The life that I've been thru
Make you think about what's in you
All that pain and the drug use
Make you think what you worth too
Life ain't no
demons be creeping momma
I be barely be sleeping momma
I hope you ain't weeping momma
When you home alone
And I know you be worried Dad
I'm probably
I'm about as rare as a steak
Yeah 5ive hold weight
Your hoe all on my line I got her open like gates
Shit I'm the king of this splash
And I ain't
Not a day goes by that I don't think about you baby
You got the body of a goddess and it drives me crazy
I wanna take home you and show you why I am
a girl ting, oh, ahlie
You think that I love her, but I don't want her
Anyway
She knows about me and I know about her
She knows about me and I know
"Butter me a sandwich, spread in evenly amounts"
You think I'm playin' any games?
Why do you think I talk about cars, women and chains
On half
lost, like I have no home
I tear down these walls, but I still feel fake
I don't know what I can do about it
I act so strange, what can abtout it
If I
Ain't got nothing else but time
I think I'm gonna lose my mind
Gonna leave it all behind
When will it stop?
I can't take this shit no more
Wanna go
know about Iris that's my goddess, you know
She look magic you know, She healing me when I get back home
She BAD, you know, Like PSP, I take her home
I
really empty. The more I worked, the more money I made, the less time I had to think about the emptiness. The more I accomplished at work, the more
me all night long
And all I can think about is gettin' you home
I don't need this menu, no, I don't
I already know just what I want
Did I hear
about you?
And I'm talking 'bout the drink and the liquor
Tryna put my brain in a game damn figure
All I do is drink and drink and drink and think
Take
by my side coz I can't cop
All the time I think about you and I can't stop
I know you said you gonna call but I'm coming home
I been waiting all alone
When I think of snow I think of Christmas
When I think of you I think of home
And I know all these miles that come between us
For a while will
it home (that did not make it home, gang)
Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I'm on some ventin' shit
feel like I'm at home
Even when I'm by myself and nothing seems to help
I just think about your face and then I just space
On your smile
On your hair
of Laid Lonnie.
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about.
The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out.
Think I'm supposed to pay, 'cause
again
Think about home again?
I never think about home
But then comes a letter from home
The handwriting's fragile and strange
Something
As I cruise around the city to collect my tribe
Handshakes and daps full of gas money
It's finally moonrise and Mike's on his Pooh bear talking about
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