Lyrics:
Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack
Live a lie, like I'm Timmy
I do not know if you with me
You wanna die, well then come and die with me
Yeah, I never noticed that you're pretty
We
trust in these little bitty bitches
Cause if he got money she fucking
They after the digits, so rule #1
You gotta fuck em can't cuff em
Get down on your
My pops is probably missing me
My brother look like Mr. Clean
My homies talking mad shit
I think they need some listerine
My future feels like
I'm out in the country
But I don't know why
'Cause I'm strictly a city loving guy
Just sitting there when a little bird flies my way
Hello B
all my wrongs I apologize
Even for the little itty bitty lies
15 Years - Um all alone
15 Gone 15 Gone
15 Years - She still gone
15 Years - Didn't buy
my built up tolerance
No idea how manipulative I'd become
I would surreptitiously put it in front of him
Without him asking
In a pretty little
all I have are dreams
[Verse 2]
All I got is a dream and a little hope (little hope)
I'm young dumb and I'm pretty broke (pretty broke)
Did it all
Oh little loved one
Pretty soon you'll understand
How the beauty of the world
Is being ruined by a man
Oh little loved one
It's too hard to look
the plans (uh)
The brother Big Moon make space for me to move in
"Ay, yo, this my man, Mos, baby, let me introduce"
I turn around (say word)
It was
the plans (uh)
The brother Big Moon make space for me to move in
"Ay, yo, this my man, Mos, baby, let me introduce"
I turn around (say word)
It was
got next and it don't matter
What they say we gon' make it
This is for the little girls
That say "Nicki, you pretty"
When you come to the city
You
Take a pinch of one man
Wrap him up in black skin
Add a touch of blue blood
And a little bitty bit of
Red Indian boy
Curly black and kinky
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
summink in her drink
I watch her chattin' to that fella and im thinking they're never lovers
She's a little minx, he looks like one of the Neville Brothers
they're not all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "La-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she
You fucking whore I'll kill you
(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe) Just keep on breathing
(Don't believe it) Cause pretty soon
a piece
Wack-ass caliber, nickel-plated with the silencer
What? She don't know I like my guns pretty?
Like my boy Castor Troy with the twin-glizzies
I
she copped me a piece
Wack-ass caliber, nickel-plated with the silencer
What? She don't know I like my guns pretty?
Like my boy Castor Troy with
'm leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter
face while they eatin'
I'm on the job robbin' every so-called don
Give the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone
I would school my little brother
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
a nigga winning you a sucka
Little cuz ill I tried to tell him we're all brothers
He in the party still screaming fuck the suckas
Goin all out I told my
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