Lyrics:
tense
Funning gunning, but I'm summing up the nonsense
Three, the hard way, cards laid are okay
Gettin' up and settin' up, just for a payday
been through that, been through everything (everything)
But I'm real, so I still manage to do my thing (yep)
I held it down every since I came through
But now he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
It's easy for friends to say let him go
But I
And there's nothing I can do
Nothing anyone can do about this
And oh, I'm offering you a chance to get even
But oh, you know very well the dialect
need you
I broke my promise and left you alone, but mamma i was young
When I'm feeling low, i feel you by my side
Which way do i go, you show my wrong
Five four three two one
Ok I guess you high again
You tell me you love my vibes
You beg me just to sing again
I can tell you really like me
By
Yeah, yeah, aye
I been on my own, by myself, for a minute now
I been on my own, by myself, for a minute now
I been on my own, by myself, for a minute
grass is greener that's manure bitch
I ain't saint and I ain't perfect but they full of shit
Only guilty of loving you by now you should acquit
I'm not
necessary
I can't lie, you confusing me
I mean
All the things that you do for me
When it's time to ride
It's just you and me
But you've put your friends
Expect to get rich tourin' and never do shit for it, man
I been historic so long, it's gettin' borin'
Multiple mansions to reside and switch foreigns,
dum da na na dum da dum
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du!
Newsbreak
The notorious Just Ice has just gunned down
One man up in The Bronx
News later
to be fake to me
I don't know what you it would be
But I’m hoping now you see
That imma do me
Yeah imma do me
I been calling and calling
And calling
you head up
Beat up and eat up punks and won't let up
But not with my fist or even with a deadly weapon
But with my lyrics, yeah, that's how I
try to test me
Very few impress me, bless me
I sneeze upon the wack
No one but us could do it like that to me the rest's considered scrap
Fact:
You tell me that lost as if I’m hopeless
But the tricks to really hope less
Tell me baby how do I cope with this
Don’t tell me it won’t get worse
from the bottom but we up now
I remember times it was moving slow
Started from the bottom but we up now
It was all me they ain't show no love
Had to do
paid for pussy but y'all surrounded by some bitch payers
I just built my foundation while surrounded by some brick layers
Homies got their degrees from
Baby won't you dim the lights so I can come surround you
Sweeter than a dandelion I'm captured by your powers
Can we bathe by candle light I'm oh so
May twelve angels guard you
While you sleep
Maybe that's a waste of angels I don't know
I'd do anything to keep you safe
From the danger that
always remains a scar
But I do know God gives and God takes, it's part
Of life, sometimes at once, like happiness and pain would spar
So I dedicate these
Watch ya slut, 'cause she might fucked
'Cause I've been stressed by these bitches
Stressed by these niggas
Niggas talk about me but they don't know
you
Baby i be
Coooolin yeah
Like i don't wan do nothing
Jus wan us hav this power meeting
By ourselves
Cuz we be coooolin yeah
Don't nothing feel better
get up front before i say bye
I’m lost in these motions of time
I don’t know but it feels alright yeah
I just sit and watch the moments pass by
Tick
cost me relationships but not my life
Took half my medications by the fist full, why'd I drop the knife
Picked up, dragged up the stairs and then was
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