Lyrics:
But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.
I'd get it one piece at a time
And it
to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel
Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot
Trizack it sound like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some
Player my position, hot
it storm
It's no love, it ain't a place for the weak
Only strong survive, only hustlers ride
This is a come up
Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all
Find a way to get in, to fit in, to get on
To get out, without a doubt
Ghettomusick, GhettoMusick
I just want you to know how I feel
Feeling good,
by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you
foreigns, them haters praying it storm
It's no love, it ain't a place for the weak
Only strong survive, only hustlers ride
This is a come up
Fuelled by
The hot music's growing burns, my head's playing tricks
I know it's going, going to my brain
Get burnt up before the feeling
(...) running through
get pressed
You getting fucked by your contract what the fine print says
Told you once I told you twice, I get the Lamb it's over rice
I whip the Lamb
kushin' and every day comes nothin
But stockin with sushi
It's cool you flip birds
Don't bring that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard
yeah, yeah (yeah)
To all the villains and a hundred dollar billers
To real brothers who ain't got no feelings, yeah
The whole Bridge, Queens get
like the seasons
Just like mother nature
She come and go as she please
That's why they get their period once a month
I say that to say this, if you
on a vacation
Gotta get away, make it happen
Whatever happened just had to happen
On vacation, yeah
I know you've been, I know you've been
Dancin', dancin'
How does it feel, when everyone surrounds you?
How do you deal, Do crowds make you feel lonely?
What do you say?
When people come and try to pin
a sinner becomes a saint
Yeah, it's a God thing
I hate drawing that short straw, it don't feel fair
And I get to wondering if He is even there
But then
The sun comes up on another morning
My mind never wakes up without you on it
And it's crazy to me
I even see you in my dreams
Is this meant
and don't need a tray (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty will wanna marry me (marry me), come in hurricane (hurricane)
I don't want novocaine (novocaine)
Hit it
gotta shine
Will you bust a head, know how to do it-how to play it
Bet a hundred in the field and parlay
Can you flip a Z, go back and get a Quater ki
through the test
Sometimes I get that feeling
That I'm different from the rest
Now the sons of tomorrow
Will come to me in time
Life is going by so
God
To put my faith in You
So help me God
Before I come unglued
Call it my addiction
I can't get enough of You
So help me God
To put my faith in
all your dreams come true
I said see'mon get happy, shout it out
Yeh, get happy now shout it out
Well there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Meech
I'ma give it to you, how you want it?
In the jungle getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood
my side
And that's all that matters to me
So, come on, get up and join in
'Cause this is just what you need
Let's do it all day long
Today, I
Tu cuerpo descargarlo
Mi feeling agárralo
Déjate llevar y siéntelo
Sin control estamos haciéndolo
I told you, you didn't get enough of me
I
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