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flakey I'm tryna be frosty I'm earning my stripes nigga call me Tony
Even making good bread every now n then I'm a still have a taste for some fried up

the pressure like some old cement
I'm the type to Uber shorty home if she don't give consent
Living on a different plane
New money different day
Same hungry

dey hard
And if e sure for you
Ogbeni nor de brag
Some people fail the exam
But on a steady dem b jack
What is my name
Corizo is my name
I came up from

that shit feel to have the weight
hurtin' your shoulders, I can't hold it
I tried to hide the news from all my family
We was all out eating dinner
But my

Ryde or Die, Bitch

Eve

XXX Hip Hop, Vol. 2

2004

[Jadakiss]
I'm feeling this hook right here
Good looking out Timbaland
You know

[Timbaland]
What?
What?

[Timbaland (Eve)]
I need a ryde

Turn the trap into a port
Remember days when my life was short
Now I'm eating crazy
Smoking lemon hazy
100k saved up for my baby
And I don't even have

I’m like a dynamite when I go off
You going to watch me explode
If this was the game of thrones
I would have you killed off by the next episode
Theres

the outrage cause some niggas got paid
Pimping the system you just raped
Don't mean to hurt you
But we can't talk virtue after I just ate
Unmarked graves next

This is the background that I've done
Dad ready to hide if the fed will ever come
He'll have a handful of money and I'm praying for some
But every day

some way I gotta eat
Cumin straight up outta streets
But don't bring it up outta me
Have faith you gotta leap
They hating on my belief
Just shake thru

(uh huh)
(Swank)
(yea)
I keep on getting tried
I just don't have no more fuckin time
Bullshit I just pay no damn mind Feelings been lost we not

to me. Either way, 
I wish I'd ‘ve wrote down on paper. 
Should have planned forward, rewound the tape, 
and hooked the power cable into the camcorder

Well here comes the morning, followed swiftly by a craving
She needs to cut out the coffee, but she thinks it taste amazing
Says it's for the ritual, I

Back in them days when my poppa had the benzo
Down on McLennan St it was not a rental
Still had the fade on me and I had my mental
Now I got trauma

They weren't calling back
It ain't shit for me to toss a hundred i'm the quarter back
Baby I don't think I love you but I sort of care
Wonder why I

plan a single day you live
I take chances, I take strides, I chase my dreams and make attempts
You go out, you drink all night, you cut your lines, you

unsafe, They did
There was a child who touched the front of a stove
One day and got burned
Some of the best teachers were students in life from the lessons

dangerous
Riding with my stick if they plotting ima bang it
Only day ones I aint tryna see new faces

I just hope y'all know when I blow I need my same dawgs

Struggle they only see the trouble no
One cares if you die or not in the cold
Street dear mama forgive me for the
Man have turned in it wasn't my fault
But

and swapped that
'A' with a big fuckin 'S'
So we could get our sins up off our chest

I'm not the priest but please confess to me
The demons that seeped in

in the Mississippi sand
If I didn't know any better I'd suppose
That the lyin simply couldn't have endured, -dured, -dured
But it's a getting late-how

at night when I dream
King of the hill you down at my feet
Strong blood not surrounded by weak
New man but I'm stuck in my old ways
The past in the past for

you had me livid
But looking around I feel like I get it now
Niggas bitches on my tippy now
When I call my momma wit some news fore she even know what

by Nicholas my guru
I used to rock the curls, but now the dread's my new-do
That's that universal Bluetooth some knew but few do
Luckily I fit right in