Lyrics:
to the back
Y'all really can't read
Stop tellin them stories
Them folks round me
They wasn't for me
Oh they say they want beef
But they can't afford it
If you
myself, on my own
Don't need a loan, but I still feel alone
Yeah, yeah
You wanna play games with me, baby, just tell me that
You tellin' stories, so I got
the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, bitch, the bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons,
to sort
To make a long story short
Ran into this girl named Carla
Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala
She said what's up yeah what's
, Generation Next
Droppin' fast who's next, next to get wet
By the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie
Is
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue,
Well, I'd be dead by thirty-three
That was my best guess
But hey, here I am this morning
Singing happy birthday to me
As I clean up all this mess
to sort
To make a long story short
Ran into this girl named Carla
Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala
She said what's up yeah what's
a forest
And I run through the tall trees with your hands chasing me
The books that I keep by my bags are full of your stories
That I drew up from
Up in the double are (R), just me and Slim
I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy
Cash Money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)?
Don't
to the
Lullaby of livin' I'll wish
That I could wake up to the
Voice of someone tellin' me who owns
This heart of mine
This heart of mine
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
to get my weight up (X2)
Hol' on, I'm just tryin' to get my weight up
Big Homies drivin' by, tellin' me to stay up
How the fuck I'm supposed to stay up?
about you and me
Let's talking about popping bub
And making love
Get you right get you straight
Have you like you never ever felt this way
Drinks alright
is a very very big mistake
It rhymes with frustrate and aggravate
Let me just demonstrate why I won't abbreviate
Television, a view of scenes
a little bit better
We take the joy, we take the pain
It's not about what you gain
We just tryna get by
We just tryna get by
Oh, this is the story
beat go
Ballin like a free throw
No wonder I got freak hoes
Cocky confidence but to them it's just my ego
These niggas bore me tellin stories livin
tellin' myself
For all (Don't be destructive) my goddam life
I can play with the big boys
I can stand with the big boys
I can be a big boy today
Well, I
lights
Tellin' stories as if we fireside
But your teeth are chatterin'
Drowning out the would-be silent night
But if you'd just slip
Into my pockets
With
red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly, I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink
So tell me what you want
a big joint to go with breakfast
Eatin' fruit, drinkin' water, that's like every day
She with me 'cause she was tryna find a better way
Might let you
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
The tree is big I am little
The slide is big I am little
That's the story
I'm five and my name is Barrett
And I live in America
But this is a new city for me
birds
Only thing I move now is a noun and a verb
I am now on the verge
Of telling the real story
Of a Compton native in the
City "that kill for me"
Cus
dirt
And I'ma make 'em recognize your worth
Through the words of my work
To the children reared in the gutters
By single mothers
This might kill your big
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