Lyrics:
said – of the last 25
Years the best album of
The past 25 years that I spent a year and a
Half making, out there i was
Exiled from my country, it was
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
but to make it fair, get some more niggas
Styles, Sheek, Jay, we comin' with like four niggas (aight?)
Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
It'll be
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
when we laid at you and Paige's crib
Was there so long I coulda paid rent
Remember when we couldn't get shit?
Best thing bout being broke is you don't
'Cause yo shit fake and yo shit late, no birthday but I get cake
Lame nigga yo album ain't fuckin' with my mixtape
Nigga smokin' that Cali kush, that
of the best, the worst of the worst) And more
Much more than this (still here) I did it my way
Let's try this one
Uhh, yeah, gangsta nigga
Put my hustle
when we laid at you at pay's crib
Was there so long I coulda paid rent
Remember when we couldn't get shit?
Best thing bout being broke is you don't
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
By your side
I can't help how I feel inside
Feel like I'm losing my mind
But I rather be by your side
Crashed a Beemer
Straight off the liter
Don't
but to make it fair, get some more niggas
Styles, Sheek, Jay, we comin' with like four niggas (aight?)
Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
It'll be
wise, stay focused on the prize
Though everybody dies
Steady growin one day at a time
One Day at a time and pac said it best
I wish he was here right now
(bitch)
Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside
I'm hot, dawg, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers
In appliances by
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
the road is too steep, do you have the stamina
First album took us two weeks, since then we have been plannin'
An exclusive attraction, produce it to your
motherfucker for long
At the end of it you know we both were wrong
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
on this
We didn't get here on accident
Don't make me bring out them racks again
Your two best friends are some savages
Damn, how many days has it been?
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital
Man fuck that (Notorious)
Tell that
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