Lyrics:
Forgiveness is hard for me
My heart was turned to ice I never got my apologies
Ain't the point, the principal, yeah why you said you would die for me
I remember back when I was young. Too stupid to see, I was blind to the parts of nature that led me to see who was real and who’s not
But one year
Dropped was some bitches
I’ma cut some fingers, I’ma clip some tongues
Cause all that point in talkin'
Ain’t allowed where I’m from
Nigga stuck off in
Watchin' time fly
As it goes by
And I sit back with a bowl packed
Night sky Black word to Kodak
Living in the moment
Two tens, three ones
A few fives
Tank
gotta cut off the crust
bebop back to basics cause we're tripling up
United by the power of the plan
Head into the van
Take it to the end
Meetin' with
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
CashMoneyAP
Everything foreign, nigga
Ooh (ayy)
Broke nigga shit tell 'em back back (back back)
Runnin' around with the rat pack (huh)
That
attend to that
And you can take that vest off cuz
Imma put em in ya hat
Point blank walk up ain't never
Did a drive by
Catch a nigga slippin and let
How about you start
By saying that
You love me
Thought of you
Got me feeling kind
Of bubbly
Suddenly
Phone calls
Have you in my head
Visions of you
Do you love me or you hate me let me know
'Cause it's 3am I'm sitting in the cold I'm at your door
Do you love me? hit me back like ion know
You
to the point(yeah)
Make it good
Look in his eyes and you play with your life
Playing with fire, energy crude
So tragic malicious
Grounded by a bullet in the back
Well
He did it again Michael Jordan the greatest player of all time
Look
I’m the goat to the game like I’m 2 3 (2 3)
Kicking dope shit like I’m Bruce Lee
know I took 3 of em
csk for the boss , we'll then Nigga you meetin him
Get to the bag, i need money like ándele
No point in backing down Nigga got
as good as going tourist.
By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set.
He was thoroughly packed and the post
Office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock.
and all he had
to show was three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone
calls. True, when school had ended and she'd returned
set up a 3 zone
I'm always on my job I'm on my screen & go
Back to the trap till it's all gone
I flex in the game cuz I run point
You can hate all you
(look out)
One point two, that's a whole lot of more "Vroom" (look out)
Three point two, that's a whole lot of whole lotta (look out)
It's live,
3 am, mustang speedin'
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight
He laughs does motor moves
Runnin' through the red lights!
Hollerin'
the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat's here
Vintage Hermes by Jean Paul Gaultier
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
I run the point, you bitches just go
get 'em every time
Ready 1...2...3...grind!
You know there's rules that you following
And tools get the hollow point
Poppin' at these fools
These dudes
money
Flyin' private jets
Survive gun shots, nigga, what's next?
Ain't no point for no vest
Shoot above ya neck
Ran me up a hunnid, out here playin' chess
Back when I was younger
Very ambitious but often blinded by my hunger
Some say I dream too big
And my dream gon' take me under
Beneath
trippin' off a bitch dawg
Going through my phone that lil bitch just sent a missed call
Metro 2 3 what I’m rocking on my t-shirt
Shawty spending all my racks
cheated on my main bitch (main bitch)
But my side comin back to me
I'm ballin' on these broke n**gas (swish)
Check the highlights on Sports Center (yeah)
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