Lyrics:
streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they
try it, if you can't keep quiet
I put seventeen bullets in your diet
Layin' in a puddle cause you hoes wanna rumble,
SPM like Tarzan, King
try it, if you can't keep quiet
I put seventeen bullets in your diet
Layin' in a puddle cause you hoes wanna rumble,
SPM like Tarzan, King
Don't, be scared
'Cause if you say the words
I don't know why I should care
'Cause here I am
I'm giving all I can
But all you ever do is mess it up
Yeah,
a Uncle Sam
Without the practice
Or rehearsal
Of you give me that
I’ll take this
Then you purchase
According to the law
Black is five percent
From
think I'm Tank Davis
You a die, tryin' to take the safer out, that's why I stay dangerous
All blue when I bring that paper out, they think I'm gang
Show you all the thoughts I have in a day
DayLee Thoughts, yeah
Anyone who knew me as a child
Let my parents lose me in the wild
Don't be confused by
're dismissed
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your
To get where you want to be
You have to set a goal
And keep your eyes on the prize
Yeah
[ VERSE 1: Master Ace ]
Now let me take a second, just
And honestly sometimes, I wanna tell people
“Don’t tell me I’m a good father when you don’t know anything about me”
Fun loving daddy and son pictures
And said fuck it I'mma steal this land
Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not
You ain't black, you a mothafuckin' white boy
Shut ya mouth, do
to see me grow bitch you liar(so)
(c)
Keep going keep going over there
I don't trust anyone but i don't fear
Keep going keep going am rare
I don't care I
trying to keep my company with the girls who wanna keep me company
You know the ones who claim they over me but would much rather be under me
Is
tryna keep up wit ya friends
And the Jones’ I suppose
You making money but ain’t making too much sense so
Wake Up!
You wanna be a star
Drive a fancy
kid, I'm not one to sing
I don’t do the whole lullaby thing
But I guess if you're under my wing
I might as well tell you
'bout the fire I bring
I
let go
Don't trynna look back, trynna look back
Baby, you can't just let go
You wanna be there gotta be there
Cause nobody can stop you
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
that it's over, ain't no debatin' (uh)
All you need is me playin' on your playlist
You ain't gotta be frustrated
I don't wanna play no games, play
’ve been so
I’ve been so lost sometimes
When you’re lost
It means that there’s something to find
I wanna just be laying by the pool
But I’ve been in
even think of comparing
My vision to yours, cause they differ in severity
There's things in my life that I hope for but don't ever see
You'll never be
homeless, my people still be
there, so I have a home, I'm just not there, being
not and all but held in being all but sent home to
turning through
Always wanna make it seem like good intent
Never wanna face it when it time for punishment
I know you don't wanna hear my opinion
There come many paths
Always wanna make it seem like good intent
Never wanna face it when it time for punishment
I know you don't wanna hear my opinion
There come many paths
this perfectly clear?
I wanna be your love torpedo
Are you picking up the subtle innuendo here?
Uh huh
I hope I'm not being forward
But do you mind if I
the waist up, I don't take drugs
Baby, what you call it? (Woo)
What you hidin' skeletons, all up in your closet? (Woo)
You exotic, open up, let me come
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