Lyrics:
sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"
And you start gettin' chills and your jumping from sweat
Where there is a will there is a way
Search and discover a better day
Where a positive heart is all you need
To rise from beyond and succeed
As Aladdin sat on the stairs in utter misery
and wept about his predicament,
he began to rub his hands together.
All at once there was some smoke
lil' hoe a thot
I will say it to her face, but she like, no I'm not
Man, I swear that bitch would slap me
The mouth was always open, yeah, she chewin'
phasing
I'm tired of saying that I'm maintaining
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
If the game shakes me or breaks me
I hope it do makes me a better man
day
Day 2 day
Thought there was no better way
For me for me
I done prayed and prayed
I done prayed and prayed
Prayed and prayed
But his wills
enough to even be curious
And we lose like every game, so every day I be furious
So, the spirit of a nigga had changed
To the point I had to reframe
dealin' with drama
'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
Because he was out there
to squashed it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross, and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just
to squashed it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross, and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just
- he
Was dark, free, rebellious
Absent minded but completely aware
Ghetts came from Ghetto having to grow up
You see once
Your character resonates
Sorry N' Shit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry
at once
Artillery man:
And me
Got to report to my headquarters
If there's anything left of it
Journalist:
At Byfleet we came upon a Inn
but it was
and diving, bopping and weaving
No more mummy providing
So I was plotting and scheming
Getting this money from grinding even
When I lost my freedom
Even when
by that
That day I told you that was how I wanted me and my brothers to be and me and my niggas to be
And then we went to this little private party,
Listen
Drink 'nough beers before the game, what d'ya call that? Georgie Best MC
Listen, I don't rest MC
You man sleep, that's why you're not
After Hours it was cool
Ten after one I think I'll hop the horse
Downtown late of three of course
Just came from fishing couldn't get a catch
Brought up from the heavens
Or hells
Only time can tell
Your my beauty queen
Put on her poker face
This was nothing but a game
When the cash stops
this
I cant lie
No I cant lie
I cant lie
No I cant lie
No
I made you mine by the start of may
Just feelings, no playin games
Fast forward like 20 days
metal
So let the dust settle
Was already bad enough
Y’all getting bodied
By a man with the Midas touch
‘Cause I’m just to slick
The crew sick
Ima spit so
Hey
I was just calling (Sad3by) to say that
It has nothing to do with you
You didn't change
It was me
I changed
There was nothing you could've done
innocent
But ain't no way that was possible not where I was raised
Living everyday in fear thinking this could be your day
Shit is crazy out here man
All
opinions of unpractised men
In my pajamas I still hold my record player
There's a hockey game on the table by the chair
And when it rains your hair
these fakes are children to me
Story comments I mean hoes are in their feelings for me
Times that passed from days that they was tripping on me
The hand
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