Lyrics:
fuckin' rowdy you feel, now you still wanna grill?
If you don't wanna get the shit beat out of you, chill
'Cause if you doubt me you will, yeah, got me
're amazing
Took me by surprise
Baby you know how to drive me crazy
Make me realize
Why waste time baby tryin' to explain it
This is paradise
Baby baby
me you know you pitiful
Got Live by the sword or die
You can't bare the pain behind my eyes
You ain't seen the fear of the ones who died
I've been
on the case
You can't erase trauma that's on my face
At one point I thought I could change things
But that's just the life of a changeling
Between you and me
Landscape for the snakes yea
Ima head out
Broke again I can't allow it
Say you real yea I doubt it
I don't really care look Ima head out
Ima head out
Just
told him in jail and I said I'll be back
He said when you back can
You get me from school
Shit like that there turn boy to a goon
On to the graveyard
and hope that you can fly
Non-believers doubt him, but he stay saving lives
When reality checks in, I hope you don’t cry
(Bridge)
This is the type shit
society
Is something to embrace
At our own pace don't doubt because you can't replace
How your mind's set
Where's your logic
All I see's illogic when you
think about him daily
I ain't never seen the family broken like the day you left us
I know you looking from the sky Wood, please give me some strength
name
No wonder you never see him
When you look in the frame
Gs right between two Vs
We make em breathe at ease
And then they see
Thats the square in
a big dog, he got the lil' boy complex
Go dig your partner up nigga, bet he can't say shit (shh)
And if you lookin' for the kid I'll be in Zone 6
a big dog, he got the lil' boy complex
Go dig your partner up nigga, bet he can't say shit (shh)
And if you lookin' for the kid I'll be in Zone 6
hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck
opp. Ima pull up
on him Ima hit him in his brains, uh.. Ya.. Ima make his brains
pop. Run up on me got the glocc ya bitch you gettin shot,
ya bitch
a little boy
Cant believe you left I was just a boy a little boy
Cant believe you left I was just a boy a little boy now people use me like a tool and play
on me
(Said I got my eyes on you!) You got your eyes on me
Get, hit with the thing and try to ride on me
[Styles P:]
I can't be humble, e'rybody
everybody wearin yellow diamonds?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
I ain't Baby but you know I'm big tymin'
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Me and Greg Street ridin'in a red
don't know what I've been through
You don't know what I'm talking about
If it happened to them, it can happen to anyone
So stop
You can't help me
It's
just hope this money don't make me lose who I am
It's funny 'cause this money made me lose all my friends
They say, "It's something 'bout Meek Milly,
gets buck quick
When he fuck with, and Thoro Headz stuck
Bet you can't budge with the rough niggas
See, it's fifty niggas with me
Is hundred head raw
Not
& it's funny how they doubt, count me out
Count it up
Count it up
Bitch I lost my fucking count
Can't even count the amount
At the party
Feel like alcohol
The effects will undoubtedly be felt worldwide
Aiyyo, stand forward, 'fore you take notice
Or witness to me killin' the track
Testify 'til me spillin'
discipline and leadership from all your lecturing
You taught me dedication, years later I'm still wrestling
Still wrestlin demons of doubt
And I'm still just
down bad
This cross guild shit, up ten, first half
Y'all ain't risk it all, can't walk my path
If they turn on us, it's a blood bath
Berries on me, I'm
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