Lyrics:
holding the handgun
She was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you
I I wonder what's that worth
I I wonder if you ever knew that you
Was a role
to live together. They searched high and low for the perfect home, and finally found a cozy little house in the heart of the desert. They moved in together,
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
of the day
Just remember where you will soon be
Though it may take some time
It's worth waiting in line for
That little white house by the sea
Though it feels
"Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys
survived still got my 9 lives
So what you wanna do
Go home relax for 5 days cuz you wanted to
I'd rather be out in Bombai but I aint mad at you
I'm not
to brass knuckles
To tell Karl Malone he better quit with the jazz
Cuz i'm with that bullshit boy you don't want that
Im in the thick of this game baby im
Domestic life is what I want for me
Let's go Ikea shopping
Looking for our home together
A place to say I'm from
And house to which I'm always tethered
Mama always prayed that I'd be a better man than daddy
And I determined not to let her down
Deserted by the man she loved and left to raise four
motion only the strong survive
But on the 6 or the 5
Live is how the sets used to be, at the Racquet
Ball Club with music by, Andre Hatchett
Or either
can't be living mine through a lense
Working to better lives by the end
Staying up late at night thinking back when
Back when
Back when
Back when
had people in my ear
Telling me no more worth
So I let it slip by, thinking I was better
But little did I know that
I'd be givin' up forever
And now
the only ones that can't be worn
Out
By any place any part of the world
And while I'm out on tour keep your hand off my girl
When she's in
The Bridge
I live within these niggas surrounding me every time, like a nigga Miles asking if I got
Some time to hang out, wanna be impressing niggas, members
her then,
Live your life up to the fullest,
Don't be evil on your way,
The paths we choose take,
Lead us each to different gates,
The fear of death
Beauty
The Littlest Mermaid
And all those other dependent women
Who live in
Men's fantasies
She said
So I followed
Her advice
I stayed home while
She
to wanna be on Roc-A-Fella then I turned into Jay
Now I got a house in LA, now I got a bigger pool than Ye
And look man, Ye's pool is nice, mine's just
the whole house,
I wanna see your hands in the air,
wave 'em like you just don't care!
Outside the gates of heaven
Oh, there lives a unicorn
I close my
cry all the tears
May the rest of you cry with me!
We're crowded together, yet totally alone
Some live in mansions, some have no home
Some live in
I love baby
My soul loves life, is this life I involved.lately
I wrote this shit thinkin bout this girl I follow on insta
By the shit she be
heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk away from these strays homie
Worlds turn, thangs burn, all in one shot
Rest
of cars
Down to Earth is where we live
Got a summer home on Mars
Camtron is the rap persona non grata
And I'm coming straight for your medulla oblongata
living my life, i live by the day (yeah)
No mud in my sprite, i bettered my ways (yeah)
Girl, i don't wanna fight, let's travel the states (let's travel
the handgun, she was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you, I wonder what's that worth
I-I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me
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