Lyrics:
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
you, waiting for you
With nothing on
(Rap by Chyna Whyte)
I'm hittin you on the two-way, shit, cause I want it bad
And I ain't thinkin bout nothing
haters
I’m the Baker
And I got one up in the oven
Smell ya later
You ain’t Gettin
Saved by the bell slater
You dunn-wanna rumble now
N-you-Dunn wanna
the rim and this is how I ball
A gritty little something on the New York streets
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking 'bout you
Yo, I
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
a burden
Watch mama open up her arms to hug me
And I ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
In this game the lesson's in your eyes
and I'm doing alright
Ain't worried 'bout nothing except the man I wanna be
I'm thinking it's time to be livin' the rhyme
When I'm singing a song about
and that's all I know, that's all I ever knew
Get money or get nothing, you know what I'm saying? (I feel)
And I feel that way (I feel it), for real
So
Don't judge if you know nothing bout it
We try and try to live it right
But we get blinded by the light, oh, oh
I know about it
Don't judge if you
control things your own way
And since you've got things under control
There ain't nothing to it
Ain't no reason you should do it and
No matter how hard it
I know everybody remember their first time
No matter how old you are
You gotta remember that very first time you did something man
Ain't nothing
in motion
Everybody get down
Ci comes around, dance floor shuts down
You wanna get into something
That ain't 'bout nothing, just let it go
Turn it up,
Annihilate, I'm wide awake, be very afraid (afraid)
I'm in my own world, give me space
I'm in my own universe, give me space (yeah)
Weezy Carter, I'm 'bout
looks
You ain't no villain, you Dillon Brooks (ha)
Let me guess, you on your grizzly, tryna diss me
I'm looking at him like Bron, "Dawg, who is he?"
Comparisons will only cease to be, it's logical
Nothing more, nothing less
Ain't no stopping what is written by the cosmical
'til the cops kick in the door
'Cause a dying breed ain't a dying thing until it ain't no more
'Til it ain't no more
Give ya Brooks & Dunn
and can't handle it
And your homegirls can't be your manager
365 times four, plus more
Can't get it right, tell me
Do you got the stamina?
But ain't no money
i'm hearin em tell atlantic
its so much shit about cha, they dont give a shit about cha
say'n you ain't doin' nothing they couldn't have done without
is what it takes us/
Justice ain’t blind
She lookin for a slave/
If you poor you doing time
Just some niggas in a cage/
Slavery by another name
for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout nothing more than life
What else these
it, bust the club
And there's nothing you can do to hold 'em off
And when the beautiful women be showing off
We're 'bout to cause a riot in this
'bout me
Ain't got shit for you
Roll up, drink it
I do that for me
Pour up, get lit
I do that for me
Thinkin' how you
Only did for you
Never
it, bust the club
And there's nothing you can do to hold 'em off
And when the beautiful women be showing off
We're 'bout to cause a riot in this
nothin' on the news but the blues
Hit the mall, pick up some Gucci, now ain't nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, praise the Lord
You're the girl
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