Lyrics:
you think you number one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still
of the past
Keep going, I'm the way you have,
Cause you cannot, you cannot come back
My friends aren't calling me by my name
They shove me away
And I say ol la
me dead or locked in the cell
So I'm here to kill you all before I die in this hell
See I was raised by love I know my mama taught me better
Sometimes
little ol me
That's little ol me
Little ol me
My heart keep racing fast
Beating through my chest
It's anxiety
Who brought a friend called stress
Humans
fuck my car
But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Ay C keep yo' eyes open for
more than fantasy
Take my hand, follow me
Oh, you've got a brand new friend for your life
You can win if you want
If you want it you will win
Oh,
wanna dem bring you poison
So I roll by myself and that I carry my (bit)
You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (lip)
So empty your
and take me a walk
It might make me feel better
I guess I'll go on by ol', ol' John's cabin
See what's happenin' down there
Sounds like the joints
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
[R. Kelly - talking (continues behind Chorus)]
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in the club
Skirt chasing every night
Sniffing 'round like some ol' hound
Like all you other guys
Until from out of nowhere
She took me by the hand
I found what I'd
dress up nicely
My ol lady is a baddie
And she so feisty
I swear to God that she'll fight you
Because she fight me
I'm super litty
Man, I'm daucy
I'm off
You that rat that squeals
My heart is made out of blue steel
When you realize you alone bitch how would you feel?
You'd be shocked like you jumped inna
We Are Verified
Ay Swayz your a G for this one rude boy
Took a few Ls
No more looses
See my Team
Yeah where all bosses
All that chat gossip
Money
Kinda like a woman's mind
Kinda like the time on the sign at the bank
The gears of my truck, the run of my luck
Some things are always changin'
the time
Can I be ya best friend if you'll promise you'll be mine
Do you love me
Care for me
Pray for me
If I was down and out by my lonely
You Ride for me
and friends say hi
But Friday night it might as well be just another
Tuesday night without you
As long as you're still in my head
There ain't no way that I
be me me me
Even though I might be on t.v. 'cause I got my own CD
All you will ever see (that) same ol' G
I used to be the main one clubbing
But now I
can only be me me me
Even though I might be on t.v. 'cause I got my own CD
All you will ever see (that) same ol' G
I used to be the main one
to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I
a tech leave you stretched
I'm 50 cent getting rich in a vest
Won't die trying if I aim for the head
By any means when it comes to a check
R E S P E C
the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
Aww, big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
But, when I hold my head so high
As I see my ol' friends go by,
And it's still that sign on the cross
That worries me.
Well, it seems to be
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