Lyrics:
actions speak louder than promises
You're inclined to make and inclined to break
Words, they cut like a knife
Cut into my life
I don't want to hear
keep, let 'em keep on talking
But it don't matter what they say
Cause you know when you hear me knocking
Gonna get that, ooh ooh
I been doing stupid
accounts
To havin' me a mall for a house
Like, they tried to slim my chances as kid though
They always said I'd never make it big though
Straight ballin'
living in a house with a fuckin' elevator
"Sorry, Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain't gonna make it
They get so mad when I call them both faggots"
All
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
heroes, heroes
They don't make 'em like you and I
Legends never die
Undressed in a beautiful mess
But I got your gold heart right here in my chest
The way I used to be
With no love for these niggas
Cause they ain't got love for me, yeah
Yo I don't go to church much but I need him a lot
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
that for
When nothing you got is US made?"
They don't make nothing here no more
You know, capitalism is above the law
I say,"It don't count 'less it
(don't-don't)
I swear by the Gods (don't break up the fight let 'em rumble)
Don't make enemies with me nigga (fuck all y'all)
Niggas gonna see they caskets
Don't look back in sorrow
The children have tomorrow
Those years
Everybody knows
You gotta let 'em go
And they kinda roll by
Like tears
Just
on our faces
Teardrops on my face like teardrops become waterfalls by the time they reach my laces
My eyelids is like levees but my tear ducts is like
It's like a flag at half mast as frames click fast
Not a thing will last as past is past
Like stacks of thoughts that got played and worn
Used over
everyone is what they seem to be
And these high class friends that you like to hang around
When they look my way they're always looking down
And I'm
wanna leave
Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all
They won't let go
Ex's and oh's
I had a summer lover
I think we are going to make it
Rake it and fully embrace it
Give it a name and a placement
Sell like a drug in yo basement
Atlantis and the radio
[Intro]
Do you like it do you like it do you like it whassup?
Do you like it do you like it do you like it what?
(Put 'em on put
and narrow
Some girls they just don't care
Good girls go to heaven
Bad girls, go everywhere
Miss high fullutin' likes to sip fine champagne
Prim
raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full (I was raised by)
Run through the night, playing with ya life
Go against the pack, that's risking ya life (I was
stopping us, oh no, we destined
And everybody 'round you is so basic
I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist
I don't drink my liquor with a chase in
tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em"
"You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on em"
Beef, you don't
a okay playa hater
Anyways, I don't usually fuck with the internet
Or chicks with birth control stuck to they arm like Nicorette
You really fucking that
At least for now there's something you should know
I love you baby, oh I'll never let you go
I need you by my side girl don't make me cry
Friends like
a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame
Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame
Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em
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