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the weed for ya in my backpack
Imma be Frank Sinatra with ya like the Rat Pack
Ay man

by and I'm just laying in bed
Wondering what I did wrong, and why am I in my head
I have a problem with being impatient
Life's not bad I just don't

to get lit
Was born to get by
Clock ticking but gotta bide my time
Working hard till the time I die
Cooking up make my shit go bang
Frank Sinatra do this

Late Night

2Pac

Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000

1999

buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night

"Last

But I mix it up with soul and pour it through my talent
Life for me is like a Frank Sinatra big band ballad
You know, brim tilted, black n white,

broke ain't my fault Bitch I feel like Silk The Shocka
I feel like Frank Sinatra
I feel like Machiavelli after he heard who shot ya
You keep askin all

of game, like Gil & Wallo did
You want a man to lead but you refuse to follow him
I guess its c'est la vie just like Frank Sinatra said
Mm, Thats life
Coming

like cole
Colder nights frightened by yelling and banging
Old heads get angry when they get to dranking
Time in my ends left me in my own head a lot
I

sleep at night, I'm geeked all night
There's something inside of me
It's been weeks gone by and months gone by
I can see you still crying asleep
She has

straight
frank sinatra do it my way
one day I’ma be self made n anything u want, u got it, i’ll pay
before u go and judge me
and assume my stereotype
can u

moonlight Sonata
Giovanni in Opera slash Frank Sinatra
I can take the pain out your eyes
Like eye doctors
You can fall back with no hands
Cause I got ya
Tell

You've got me singing these songs
Frank Sinatra all day long
Walking on sidewalks at noon
Singing those tunes
I think they wrote them for you
Walking

these women off 
Do dreams really come true?
Shit well I’ll say 
Frank Sinatra
I did this shit my way 
Took my time right before I burst pass
Now my last

mumble
Than choose to be
A pastor
A docter
The next frank Sinatra
A black president
Without theatrics
Like the opera

A white chupecabra
In the making I

Or a tune
By Frank Sinatra
'Cause when I'd imagine
All the endless possibilities for
Me to dive into alone
With no one there to
Share my future I thought
I

no Frank Sinatra coz I don't need lyrics
When I write a symphony I cannot hear it
And I'll never die and I'll tell you what proves it
I'm alive in

the world, I'm a shock 'em like I'm Raiden
I be tuned up, bitch, I'm racin' on the highway
like Frank Sinatra, yeah, I did it in my way
head to Nirvana, don't

had become the victim
Thought he had a smooth nigga caught but a smooth nigga licked him

Yo Jose Luis gotcha golden guns Frank Sinatra
Amigo sancha all

Finale

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money [Clean]

2009

What it do nigga
This your nigga T-Streets bang bang 
In the building
This young money
First up 
My nigga, Gudda Gudda
Double "G"
Blap, blap

Finale

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money

2009

don't eat up in our whispa' they got paper plates,
Soon as we leave the club damn let the models go,
One word I forgot to say on his album, Hollygrove!

on the way, I'm prepared for this life

Sinatra, let me be frank with you niggas
I can't wait to break the bank on you niggas

My team is golden state on you

a fucking Bounce Betty
If she hit a note that's a cosign to me
Fly me to the moon Frank Sinatra play among the stars but I'm grounded like Hoffa
Baby hit

[Verse 1: Frank Knight]

My grind mode trying to blow like dro smoke been up and down so yo yo
Don’t go dolo they low low in the lo lo with clips

plans tonight
I was hoping that you'd come by
Let me tell you what's on my mind
Yea I think about you
You're in my mind all day young girl
Yea I think