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winning
If you lose then you on empty
My heart so empty
Yea
Got paper
Got plenty
Pape
Got rolls
Got fettuccine
Wake up
I'm ready
Yea
Get back
I'm petty

wilding, and Billy Jeanin
Stoke game on Michael Phelps
I left love sitting on the shelf
Captivated by my own lust
Until I realize, I wasn't satisfied

life, nah
Yes, it's hard, feeling the beat of my heart when there's no love, not much
Deluded by my thoughts and I was forced to give up
Now I'm hoping

there's a prize for being petty where's your awards
Why are we even fighting for my heart is sore
I swear I hate you to your core but I love you even more

made a wish and I crossed my heart
Sent a drunk text on a shooting star
You're playing hard to get
And these games aren't working for me, working for

girl
The car tinted
We been going for rounds
I hope you long winded
I never love em
But baby you got my heart in it
Come and get a cumshot like you

Ladies and gentlemen
I am highly glad you've come here tonight
Let me be honest and straight
There is the one who has now a key to my

Heart was pierced by

fast
No longer always by my side with precious secrets to confide
The picture books are put away; screens are now the games to play
The questions they

game
Nine lives on me like cats
Smoking pressure dat damn pain
Suppress myself with that
I can feel shit in my damn veins
That gas give you heart attacks

No Crying

The Midway State

Holes

2008

the rain from your heart fell into my hand I'd take the pain of the lover that it was in / I'd be home with you girl and every night / hold you so tight it

Shit, she can't get a penny
Drop a pint of Wockhardt
I ain't spilling Henny
Lil' freaky bitch off a Perc'? Shit
It's getting messy
You playing with that

won't buy 'em all
Fire off, murder on my mind, what you wired off?
She don't play with registers, wholesale, the sliders off
Fuck you, I ain't tryna

my haters on
But I be on top
Looking back to before the rap
Man, I been through quite a lot
When I'm cashin' out, they lookin' at me
Like, boy you need

while ya do it for the fame 
 Do this shit name this for my name….
Look at me different now with the shit
That i’ve overcame!
Old friends, old habits man

they try to rise
In order for my heart to live I know that the sin must die
Breathe
I can't deny I'm petrified why am I the one 
They will decide

the ones who brags and boast
Deceivers with they ropes tie hogs to slowly roast
Keep ya bread close by before they pop the toast
That's why I'm keen with

I'm not tryna play no games
I know it's kind of strange we don't talk
But is it wrong that I owe you a stage
Is it wrong that you don't answer all my

the safe
Make sure the family straight support the weight like a backbone
And if it's not me, who they gonna fall back on?
Play the game like my heart big

I Really Mean It

The Diplomats

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

swiped, look at my life
First movie ever, merked out Mekhi Phife' (that's my man though)
And papi got jerked out of pies twice
Dipset, we workin' with

I Wanna Thank You

The LOX

Money, Power & Respect

1998

With my eyes on a couple of guys 
With their eyes on a couple of pies 
Cause I will survive 
Brains, is the key to the game 
If you ain't got none,

I remember these old back times
In the moonlight
Smiling folks
Being victim of Madness Mind
Having trouble around with boys

Feeling like getaway

I don’t even know where I should begin
We went to school together 
Thought that you were my friend
But you were just playing pretend 
And found that

a new joint
On my radio
They say its by that new boy
G-Lou and it's so dope
It's so dope

Here we go
Here we go girl
Watch me break it down
Here we go

me,
Dragging my heart down the street they keep on playing me
Had you been around
Now I’m a walking mess i’m gullible
I’m seeking comfort in his arms
Is