Lyrics:
Just how they used to be
Yeah I gotta make it happen
Ain never wasting time
Yeah you know I gotta get it
While these niggas steady trying
Sitting here
be on my line all the damn time
I be lying to them bitches like
You on my fuckin' mind
But I really be focus just on this money
All in the studio
This
been through
*** be your dawg one day and turn *** out the blue
A *** gon? do what a *** gon? do
Better off runnin? by yourself if you only knew
niggas you wanna form a team with
Them get money niggas the ones to plot the scheme with
Them niggas that be used to getting money frequent
The ones
The choice was always on you
No matter what you've been through
Tomorrow is never promised
Today it shouldn't be used
Just leave the stories alone
And then
something you never thought of
You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off
I'm a Buffalo Soldier, broader than Broadway
Keep
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
was always by my side
I thought it'd never change
Like how'd I get this way
I got one last brain cell
To ruin my day
So I'ma give it away
I had 99
the blessings of Allah
Never will you be able to count them
Indeed, man is certainly an extreme wrongdoer
A disbeliever in that he denies Allah's blessings
By
yeah
She said, "I'm sorry to see
Be what you want me to be
But I'll never forget
That you coulda done better by me"
Coulda done better by me, now, baby
run the block and watch the hustlers play
And he'll say, he wanna be just like that one day
He used to run in the stores, steal cookies and candy bars
every day of the week
You never could be a better playa than me
Even if you rolled in luxery
I know you sport-coatin' that top knotch freak
You never
worth it I ain't goin to build nothin'
So I just let you go be that same nigga
Still frontin' laughin' and shit
Like you see somethin' funny
What you
that I cannot trust a soul
Can you tell me what it is?
Can you tell me what it's gon be?
It's like I did a bid
How I'm trapped here by my lonely
Always
Boy, I got lyrics for the brain
You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego quick
I be that chick
The wrong people gon'
carry that cross and follow Him
Be the last to quit, did you fall? Then start again
You're caught up in this messy world, driven by the flesh
I wrestle
similar to what I used to go through
Really?
Yes, and sometimes I still do
Yeah?
See it doesn't matter who you are
Or where you're from
If you
And he'll never get out with no talking
He's ashes and crashes
And there's no way out now with the gas lit
Though I'll fight to the end
Why can't you see me?
paper
There should be the real nigga Grammys
Where we buy Rollies and
Treat them like trophies
You'll never understand me
You ain't come where I come
later
I'm the type to stand out
Never took a hand out
I got my shit planned out
Watch my plans pan out
W.O.H.
Never ran from a bout NIGGA
Show you what
about to be a
{Holla
Yeah, TJ
Yeah
Listen get up right now
I'm up man, what you need be?
I need you to meet me at the forum
Oh and saddle up
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
an acronym
Flow so trill I should patent it
Never serve bubble rap when I package it
Blows by the truckload when the track is sent
In other words, you all
white?
White, white, white, white, white
Yo, what if I was white? Ha
Yo, you goin' to that party later, man?
Hell yeah, man, I gotta go cop me
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