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me
And I think a heaven just might be a ball says Paul
So he died and we cried
It took eighteen men just to bust that ground
Took three or four more
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin'
Just throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, P. A.?
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody might see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut
mean
Everything from oral sex, to cookin' and cleanin'
Rich niggaz want it all, just like you
And when I ball, don't ask me what I do
You wanna be kept,
face
Don't be too cool to express yourself
Even though it might not be your way
If you're around your crew and you happen to do something special
Don't
the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama
She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my Smith
so I don't be the next to fall
"They sayin' Tarian been getting money while I'm gone
And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home"
"Nah,
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come up here?
Metro on the beat, Metro on the beat
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
You know I change
would we be if they take our mics from we.
Or better yet strip on might itself
We done it before so I sit by the door
Those that claim but don't really
you know?
You never know
Shit, might be tomorrow, it might be next year, might be tonight, you heard me?
Do that shit, man
80, you'll always be my baby.
She loved that photograph of our whole family,
She'd always point us out for all her friends to see.
That's Greg he's
carried away
So by tomorrow you forgot what you were sayin' today
But don't forget about this feeling that I'm making you get
And all the calories you
life's a riddle
Don't let it get ya
I wanna be legal
But it's this hustle that get me richer
One love to my peoples makin' money
I can see you bubblin'
Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!
I guess I'm doing this one by myself
If you can't just be good with being by
the hood)
So whatever ever happen, I'm with it
P-O-E 'til I D-IE, I got P-IE's
For the low, come and see that cheese
You might be the police so
I don't give
know she just smiled at me
And as cool as that might be
It ain't the end of the world
It's only a girl
What can keep you up all night,
Make you
Blow your secret open wide
So baby, if you say it (say it)
Tell me what it is you like (like)
Baby, baby, don't be shy
Maybe you can spend
a rolling stone)
Ooh, on and on and on and on
(God dammit I'mma sing my song)
I was born underwater
With three dollars and six dimes
Yeah you might
assistant always findin' Percocet and rubber bands
Know my mom might not want to hear how I discover plans
Word to Sandra Graham, no one love you like your
face
Cause y'all fuck at a snail's pace
And you might get sprayed with mace
By the ebony
So when she's doing her job you better let her be
Don't try
laugh
But I just don't know how anymore, love
I don't know how, yeah
To all the super triggered women talkin' down on me
Relax, drink some water,
[N] You be leaving when there's drama
[L] Quick to back down
[N] Fucking fake ass nigga
[L] Quick to back down
[N] Soft and cornflake nigga ya
[L]
to happen
But you don't think about it when you out there trappin'
In apartments, hangin', smokin', and rappin'
Niggas start shit, next thing ya know we
that man be on his way
Don't even waste your time and worry 'bout how he handle things
Baby here me when I say
A playa feeling good today
You know
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