Lyrics:
what I'm sayin, you only good for parlayin'
I'm layin' down the rules, this a game that you lose
So the streets can have you baby 'cause I stay
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
a job
Then you brag in your raps
To me it sounds odd
'Cause I was raised by pimps in the O
They taught me real good how to send a ho
And now you niggas
cuts
I put what I live by on both nuts
It's either him or me so I say fuck dude
I look him in his eyes and say FUCK YOU!
Fuck you, hey, I been
to
The game and staying true but look
Niggas been the same since the same box
Shared the same shoes even
Shared the same Glocks
Saving greens, even played for
again
It's no good saying, that you've never been in love before
No good explaining, that you've never been in love before
No good denying, I've seen
(like repossession)
Belive that
By the way that you scream my name
I put a talk that you ain't been claimed
Now you up in here with that lame
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
always eat good
Fat house in the hood, new shoe on my foot
Things ain't been the same since he put you out
Something you ain't never felt good about
unlearn what I been taught since elementary school, damn
Have a good time, the whole town show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came
started slangin' that they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately I've been tryna make a billion, can you play me
see
The day when I would calm down, you ain't heard
I've been known to clown and get around, that's my word
See you walkin' and you lookin' good
more
Told her baby that I'll be back for more
If the head good you know that
I'll be back for sure
You and I we been through the most
But you never gave
Colleen is missing you Natane is missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
By the way, Big we missing you Pac we missing you
We feel
the dead, that's right
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang
I been caught up in this game
You know I been killin' the game from the start
I'm the reason your kids afraid of the dark
I leave you bankrupt for real
Can't pay your light bill,
me
I'm lovin' this skin
And I got a good man
Feels like the beginning
Now I?m content with me
It's hard to explain it
Been through it, you
from your bones
You should know by now through all their game
They've been chasing each dream with whiskey
From here to Tokyo
Usin' up all your real
a lullaby
Sing them a lullaby
Sing them a lullaby
Rock a by baby
Rock a by baby
Rock a by baby
Rock a by baby
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
grade came, I'm pregnant
Shit got frantic and man oh Lord it was a tuff decision
But they decided to abort it
It might have been right it might have
I'm down to ride 'til the sun burn out
If I die today I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I'm been in 'em by myself
Locked up I
the boys and pushing the luck
Singing songs loud on the way to the game
Wishing all the things could still be the same
Chinese home runs over
And shit like that
All those games you're tryin' to play
You'll miss out on a good thing baby
(It feels like) Payback
Who's playin' who, girl?
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