Lyrics:
think I'd learned it by now
But here I am and
How am I to fight this feeling
Here I'm sayin' all this stuff
But, I'm no match for your love
It's my
get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
This for all my broke niggas,
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in
My girl would never cheat on me
She could never stand to see me leave
Nor I, 'cause I've got to have her
The years are going by each day
And still
'm young, black, fly and cool
Think that's how I got by in school
Man get booked, start buying jewels
Them man get shook, start buying tools
Ah man, you
real name, she thought I was Patrick
Sit back and smoke a baseball bat
You think this is the life but it ain't all that
I've done some evil things
you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
or not?
I'll take some top, I don't care for the box
She on the way, I fell asleep on the Wock' (yeah)
Pullin' out bitches from the crowd at my show
sure
Slip my ho a forty-fo' and she got
In the back do'
Bitches looking at me strange
But you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker
Just
think
She's got brown hair
I don't care
Cause I can't live without you
I can't help
But to stare
I think I'd die without you
I can't remember last year
foreign but she's still bad
She don't like problems, not with her man
I'm so damn sorry, I am not like
That man you wanted, I am not that
I'm by my
God.
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine, donÃ'Â't think that I donÃ'Â't care...
PHANTOM:
But every hope, and every prayer rests on you now.
smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in
own fight
She think we need a fuckin time
But i still care under the light
Do you mean it
Burn burn burn burn
Burn burn burn hur!!!
It's my own fight
the field of rap, I pull rank
Sets it Off like Vivica Fox and La' robbing banks
What you think? On the roof I work, smoking dank
Puffin Bone-Thugs
I know what to expect when you call
And it still hurts when I think about it all
Hey, maybe I’ll meet you when I’m there
And we’ll try forget
to a Plain Jane
Hate the shit you can't change (skrrt)
Tryna be a winner, but I still be feelin' lost in it (woo)
Tryin' not to sin but that shit hard when
think I love you anymore"s
In hindsight, holding on seems like the wiser choice
Maybe then she'd care to listen to my midnight thoughts
About the way she
stress you"
But she don't even know that I'm depressed too
Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
Most of my homies died,
acting like niggas is still on a farm
Big cannon in my arm
I think I'm Wilder
Big dread when I ball
I think I'm Crowder
Uncle Shannon with the drip
Always
See my love as she walks out the door
Hang my head and I stare at the floor
Then I think about the stars in the sky
Pins in the curtain if not so
is her middle-namr
I won't play her man, know what I mean? She kept a nigga, look at me now
When he thinks of a time back in 2009, when he almost met
and the consequences and I still do it
And then I'm so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when
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