Lyrics:
it wasn't about the money
It was all about the hunger now I'm
Writing while this rap game slumbers
Knowing if I didn't then my
Pain would take me under
and peas
Sharp like a needle injecting coke
But nothing like a fiend
Niggas don't like my team
This ain't a game like B-Ball
It's hell on road, life is mean
this was a movie
Half of you niggas were in the purge
Broad day
I done see niggas get put on the curb
I know old plugs that didn't
Sold good in
duffle, got about thirty in
Baby girl you know my balls
Bigger than my burner is
I'm still tryna earn a quid
I ain't tryna burn a bridge
What kind of life
something that’s deeper
Than just sex but I don’t want her to be the
Third letter in the word next
Old soul in the sea of love
I’m just not current, none
a donny in his fourties
Know I keep a bad bitch
By nature I be naughty hP saucy
Potter buy a pudding like Georgie Porgie
Talking all that talk darg
Don't
and they ain't smilin'
Bad habit's come from old
Niggas that act childish
Wildin'? Bitch I am beyond that
My bomb sack is bomb based, so fall back
I'm all
a pastry
Cuddly and tasty
Don’t believe me lady then come in here and taste me
I’m waist deep kinda like Game and Tyrese
Got a media from the hood that’s
Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack
goofball gimmicks
This for my patnas kickin back and got they coupe all tinted
Or prolly steer that old school like its a newborn in it
Forever G in nike
seen my skills are up
So I be gettin' head every single night like a pillow does
When a nigga be flow bashin'
You know I be keepin it old fashioned
groups, so they can put on they fam
Puff Daddy had you samplin' old records to dance
Biggie Smalls made you ball after One More Chance
The radio
friends always tell me I'm lucky to stay
dipped with the flyest chick from the B.K.
But all the games you play make a nigga want to spray
So every
Saying "fuck school" and dropping out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed
And I'm ashamed I played a part in this devilish game
Making your common sense
float along
We don't envy them
I was raised by go getters
Pops lived in his whip
Then got it out the trunk
Bitch I know no limits
We don't do no gimmicks
to much
It always been funny, how time fly by
Now your doin two months
Same pussy gettin old like my aunt
Now I only hit when a nigga get drunk
On late
Rock you tonight
Oooh...that's by myself!
Step up, my jått!
Respect...in every aspect
Oooo...power!
C'mon now!
Mom told me not to play with my thong
Ms big-Booty With The-Spandex
Yes, what it do, where your man at?
I'm trynna converse
Most likely to be the first
Nigga to spit this much game
Til
It's the King of Maine
But I remember getting in the game
Everybody told me I'm insane
"He should stay in college, quit the rappin'
Save a dollar, it
this city on rock and roll
Built this city
We built this city on rock and roll
Someone always playing
Corporation games
Who cares they're always
bids
Last I heard servin' twenty-five to life
Shootin' over dice
Head crack, hunnid dollar game, said he shot him twice
Tissues for the woman with
groups, so they can put on they fam
Puff Daddy had you samplin' old records to dance
Biggie Smalls made you ball after One More Chance
The radio
on rock and roll
We built this city
We built this city on rock and roll
Someone always playing
Corporation games
Who cares they're always changing
An empty seat at t-ball games
Just a sacrifice he'll make
Make it up, next weekend comes along
Years go by and that day comes too soon
That boy goes off
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