Lyrics:
like 22nd Street
They got me by my neck and feet
Pressures building, can't take more
My headaches charge, ear aches roar
In this pain
Get me out
like 22nd Street
They got me by my neck and feet
Pressures building, can't take more
My headaches charge, ear aches roar
In this pain
Get me out
away go by
Pain gonna stay I can’t lie They can’t see so blind Pain gonna stay can’t lie
Yo
Murder rate high
Bodies dropping out the sky
Sixty something
Vision is blurred yo
This is the last chapter
Bombs hit who? Crushed what?
Over there? Oh my god, oh dear
I was hmm.. I think I was *h* movin
Yeah, Stong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns, how the West was won, let's go
Jump if you really want it (Jump)
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
for mines
Rather fail by myself before I follow yo kind
Cause when all the smoke clears I'll be here
Ain't no pressure
I'm bout my business yea
Ain't no
Yo, have your way, Christ Lord, yo, check it
Syringe tapings, been taken lightly, it's on the rise. Positive and negative signs, even in parties
be like when we finally get lit
You really gone and that shit makes my stomach twist
I'm all alone and I still cant stomach it
I lost niggas so
Roddy (Slut), We blowing biscotti She know ima big Cat Run wit the mob don’t get yo ass robbed they call me John Gotti, smoking big pack gas just fuck up
lil Corey got the tattoo
Ion need a strap bitch I knock yo screws loose
Yung memes know I'm ill like the stomach flu
Ion really give a damn bouta hoe
I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
Don't you love it too?
Yo
Hi, I'm not here to waste your time
You know this ain't a pick up line
I
I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
I'm lovin' it
Don't you love it too?
Yo
Hi, I'm not here to waste your time
You know this ain't a pick up line
I
Yo I'm rich, black the 6, the Lac
The Phantom, the strap, stay on my lap
I'm a hustler, ganja puffer, iron tucker
I get ripped in the afternoon
Look
Trouble comes on a ordinary day
You gotta be prepared in extraordinary ways
Recognize you gotta find a way
To make it through the pain
the pain will stay.
And I'm never turnin' back from the road I've come, I stand by all that shit the same, and I'll take the blame, cuz I lit the flame,
Nigga please give me some space
I got a pain in my stomach
Fuck niggas make me vommit
Nigga please run me my money
You will never catch me slipping
Cause
world
Drinking champagne, yo
Swerving through lanes, hoe
Sickened to my stomach
Are you not entertained? Yo
Eyes on me, I've been V.I.P.
Every day living
Never seeking sympathy
I heard they paying' major if yo pain real and you know how to rap it up
Started w a bag a dust basically
I ain't come to fix
but they puppet
Im a Predator Nigga, All that matters is me
You need to open up yo eyes Cutty
Cause thats the American Way
You ever had to come ever
days when stomach hurtin' the pain
I promised to myself that I never need again
Always kept it real, always it 100
But now it's 50+O, I'ma keep it five
up crazy
All I do is work work fuck you pay me
I ain't got time for you niggas
Too lazy
I'm really out here tryna be on my Jay-Z
Stomach on E
I don't
Yeah, Strong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns
How the West was won, let's go
Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see
Aye tell me you miss me
Don't kiss me
Jus go out yo way if you wanna Come get me
The pain in my eyes start to show my true feelings
Too much snakin
remember me
Young beautiful and from KC
CT
Hearin yo heart beats by Dr.
D R E
E.M.
See him get twisted like takin the R out of Friend
You ask "why it" but
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