Lyrics:
round here
There ain't impossible, no
I ain't afraid, knowin' shit's gotta change
One day it'll never be the same
Just look into my heart you can see
round here
There ain't impossible, no
I ain't afraid, knowin' shit's gotta change
One day it'll never be the same
Just look into my heart you can
You gotta let go
(You gotta let go)
You gota let go
(I said you gotta let go)
You gotta let go
(You gotta let go)
You gotta let go, don’t you know
city,
Put your hoe down send the hoe on a mission
When we go home got her doing the dishes,
When you jump off the porch gotta learn how to whip it
If
stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go
Tell my woman I'll see her at home
Ain't no lovin' since she been gone
Gotta step it up and go
Yeah, go
Let me go I gotta ride, gotta find me a home
Gotta grab me a sack, better hide with it though
You ain't seen a motherfucker doin this much blow
Red
cryin' keep a knock for the cops
'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga
'Cause it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only time will tell
Girl, I ain't never scared to lose
Making money on the road
Steady blowing up my phone
Bringing niggas to my home
Now I gotta leave, naw I gotta go
I'll do this shit by my lonely,
Freed up because she don't want me,
I'm stuck in my home town,
I don't wanna be here no more,
I don't wanna see you
wordplay, when 16 ain't enough, exactly what life means to you
16 ain't enough
I know y'all gonna feel me on this one
You gotta feel me on this one
Huh,
Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her
To be some process in your progress or be the prevention
I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to
I get money, I ain't gotta
worser than cancer and AIDS (than cancer)
Kids can't got to school, people can't go to work
Strip clubs closed, bitches ain't got nowhere to twerk (nah)
ain't broken why would I fix it
What can I say I still got a full drink
So I ain't leavin'
You know I thought by now I'd be ready go
But it's half past
Branch but I got killers out of Cleaborn Homes
Play pussy, one to the dome, now you gotta create a stone
By myself with a few bales, ain't no stoppin'
get'em gone
And they gotta move Fast
Straps on deck
Can't let a nigga play wit me gotta make it home can't be my last
By any means necessary won't lose
Royal Rich my second son
Tryna do the best for them
So they ain't gotta go through what I used to do when I was breakin' in houses
I was tryna make
this land
That's the war zone, I gots no home, don't have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina
I keeps her wherever I go
after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go
Cuz ain't no way I was born to pay bills and then die
Man I gotta do it big I ain't tryna get by
A lot of people say they living but they living
Ha ha yeah it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down
For the player that don't believe in love at first sight
But the player that
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
stones
And we be trapping on them phones like BT
And she ain't ever phoning home like E.T.
I be in the coldest zones (coldest zones)
I fuck her with
can't lose my concentration, girl, ain't goin' on dates
If we have a conversation, gotta fuck today
I ain't disrespectful, never, I ain't disrespectful
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