Lyrics:
all the boys
Who wants to feel like men?
That’s okay, but next year you’ll be a first year again
You know I made a few pretty big mistakes
I knew
this place
She knew she had a voice but no one to listen up
And thought if she cried out who would really give a fuck
So now Being silent was the only
tired of all these
Goof troops and clown nggas
Just becausе I got hit by your
Bitch don’t let that bother you
I don’t know why you hit the bitch shе was
than a lightning
But I knew from right then
She was 'bout her money, and how she fit right in knowing how I might spend.
To make a story short, other
the Triple 6 Mafia from Memphis
Who has a unique quality of rap style
What would you do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?
Well, I shall take
and forth 'bout who hurt who first
You ain't got 'em questioning, go baby, it's yours
How I'm under thirty and made thirty, thirty times?
How you do my
Straight through Sunday blues
Good morning heartache, here we go again
Good morning heartache, you're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used
your lovin' to?
That girl who catches every eye or the one you can set your compass by
You set it by her soulful smile, the fire in her eye
And the way
with me
All my fans, all my beautiful fans
Anyone who's ever gave me a listen, all my people
I come from a generation of pain, where murder is minor
songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize, my every single move
But then I realized, I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise,
I stood next to my wife
In a line surrounded by hundreds of other people on our way to watch Star Wars
When suddenly I was engulfed with fear
And who I'm still cool with
Then I got these fake-ass niggas I first blew with
Claiming that they non-violent, talkin like they (do not resist the beat)
you throw
A neighbor was passin' my garden one day she stopped and I knew right away
That gossip not flowers she had on her mind and this is what I
your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old
You probably never knew that
I loved the way you used to come through,
Teach me to do the things that men do
True,
You showed me stuff I probably
journey home.
Out beyond the desert
Across the mountains by the fall.
Servants who leave their masters house
Are walking all the way.
The golden
knew my heart was broken
And so empty
Even though my girl was next to me
She didn't see
I do believe
That you wanna come by
Rescue me
If you read
I was by myself drinkin' chilled, loney wine
Then he walked in with some woman
Who's place was once mine
And she wore his ring on her finger
Chuckie was there for three out of three
I was there for the third 'cause I couldn't be
There for the one who was closest to me
But I can't say I'd run
riddin' in a Maybach commissioned by Virgil
I threw bait at the bitch and she bit it like a turtle (bit)
I can't fuck her raw 'cause her pussy too fertile
know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could, whoa, yes
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is
was just a crazy italian (crazy italian) who drove a red car.
You see it was hard to tell (but nobody knows),
Nobody knew for sure (for sure),
He
fences with only one arm
On my way home from school somehow he always knew
Just when I'd come walking by
And he'd stand at the gate like the keeper
in, they knew I'd start shit
So I was treated like the mothafuckin' pope
Security see me, so they scope
And follow me around like a flock of hoes
I
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