Lyrics:
hell
I can't give in to the games you play
I don't know why you try
To lie
I'm sleeping by myself
Tonight
Go ahead lets close our eyes
And our dreams
staff 2 board members they on my team
Execute affairs whenever matters get decreed
I played by the rule received my slot from out the bean
Big General
Would you miss the twilight
Every star in sight to see
Would you miss the sun rise
Everything that it could be
Would you take the risk
You could win
angels
They over me
Gotta stay lowkey, the feds, they onto me
Mama be praying for me
You know that she love a G
Stay riding with it, nigga
That chopper
The same ol' truck, still drink too much
Same stubborn heart still ain't so tough
Nothin' new, I still miss you
Yeah, well people used to tell me
problems as ya get notorious, inglorious
Until you're a big victorious, no show
Only way ya get to see the kid is through a photo
Or burnt up logos,
B.I.G
Big Boss you feel me same shit
Mo money mo problems
Tell me how Im gone solve it
To get right here I done made some sacrifices
Hate it
For always being by my side
Jump then fall no big brown slide
Takin huge risks
For me
And my brothers
Daddy is at work
And you do all the work at home
hooping when I fly back
Mom and pop you know I'll miss ya
No more fucking up your pictures
With my nappy head and high ass
Oh well, I got a story to tell
lantern
Sisko, nuh fit unleash your dragon
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you
Can you please tell me now, who you prefer
2pac's back, notorious, I
don't care
You always call a freak, by the garment they wear
Instead of call it clothes they always callin it gear
Big derriere to make the next man
me that gold
Beautiful gold
Make this island
My land!
Make the mounds big, boys
I'd help you to dig, boys
But I've got this crick in me spine
This land
I got you
DJ Threat
Jam Master Jay
Big Pun
B.I.G.
And Free Shyne already
We the Best
I'm from Miami-Dade County, Florida
I go by the name
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
out shootin' dice ain't no big ass deal
I got a deal
So you know
I got money to spill
Lil' Style is my name but call me Dolla bill
Wit a whole
this
Never thought that I would miss
Someone like you like this
Would you mind if I made you mine?
Cause I think you're fine
You're a dime with a big
Notorious
I call these bitches George cause they curious
But to think you're fucking Diz is delirious
You know I'm put up, is you serious
And he a psycho,
That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend
Fools get foolish, neither them or Parker Lewis knew us
You could have crews with shoes and can't
quarantine
This is all one big bad dream
To put us teens in quarantine
Six feet apart or it's six feet under
I know it's hard but you'll have to understand
Ain't no lamo
Gettin green like jamo
Bitch I do it big
I'm notorious
That proper number 12 up on the rocks
Crown is royal
If you don't then you the one
you see (You see)
I bet my haters can't breathe
Nigga, don't even compare to me (Nah)
Street niggas, we rare, unique (We rare)
We can fuck 'em by
going fast and the furious
Uh I stack big like notorious
And every dub that I take be glorious
I get fly for myself and not the audience
And if you
heart
So tell me what I gotta do -ooou
Gotta do-o
Yeah yeah
I’m by myself
I can’t feel no love I need You right now
Fighting all these feelings by myself
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