Lyrics:
he'll pick me up
And he'll stick by me when the goin' gets tough
(I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough
Well he's
might
Icome up hard, I had to win
Then start all over and win again
Icome up hard, but that's OK
'Cause Trouble Man don't get in my way
I've heard some
the boulevard, treated them like queens
I took them all the places that they wanted to been seen
And when I had to leave them, I'd tell them with a smile
I
on the lake. We give our hearts to those who break it, I guess we're loving by mistake. And I know that's it hurting you because it's hurting me knowing that we
Well I rehearsed for the verse and I'm number one
Not the best, not the worst, cause my name is Run
And I'm second cause I wreck it, that you want
Play basketball at its very best
Basketball has always been my thing
I like Magic, Bird, and Bernard King
And number 33, my man Kareem
Is the center
surprise to you then, the way that I be flowin'
I look to the sky, that's the way that I be goin'
But, once again, who am I, Sim Simma
I had the keys
how's that for a vice
Only thing I regret, not smashing it twice
You stained all my cash n left me broken
All good, left with nothing, ya best keep goin
Of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
I had no choice or remorse for time for
Oh this that LateNite shit
IDBONTHEBEAT
Had to let you know
Just What I did wasn't on purpose
Had to take a look in the mirror
Do some searchin
Had
on to better things
Hurts to know that I might, not ever buy her wedding ring
She’ll be over me by the weekend, I’m sure
Nothing some tequila can’t cure, I
mind
Some things Ion speak on
I live by the G code
We on (Yea Yea Yea)
Ima dawg yea I told her Ima player
Told my dawg Ima ball like no hair
I stand tall
but love you, ooo
I don't care to know how far I have to fly
I don't care to know how many stars are in the sky
There's just one thing, baby, that
Fuck that I got my skrilla, then the world knew bout the dondada
That don't mean shit, goin in is a lifestyle
Developed the shit, never had it from
the beat
Conversation we had
When my adrinallin was rushin
Check yo brakes and knee pads
When the twis to get tha bus in
Bodys gon' get rushed in
I
drinkin' nothin' that I ain't pour
I brought my own 'za, I ain't smokin' nothin' that I ain't roll
Hold on, what happened to all that energy you had when I
homies know me best, they say I'm fallin' for you
And that box be slippery like tryna walk on oil
And I'll be there long as you there when I be callin'
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick
Talking shit, he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now
HOOK 2x
If you love me whole that is doing your half
Not one thing in this world that a soul can't have
Ever been so mad that you had to laugh
You
that whip appeal ('peal)
When they see me ridin on candy, grippin wheel (wheel)
Oh (oh), not goin for bad, bitch I'm goin for broke (broke)
And you
Pressings shirts and cutting vinyl
Juice
You been flying like a pilot
Lost ya moms I felt that shit
I tried to help by giving blood
You hit my line like
cheese on her and everything
And I bought rangs and some mo' shit
I'mma kill that nigga dat I'm goin' marry
You can't turn a hoe into a house wife man
I
Put the put the joint up to the phone
And I'm goin' I'm goin' just I'm just goin' rock to it, just over the phone
Ayo, yo put that joint on the big
I come up hard, baby, and that ain't cool!
I didn't make it sugah, playin' by the rules!
I come up hard, babe, but now I'm fine
I'm shakin' trouble
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