Lyrics:
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burner
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
Breaking you boys off, Clover Geez in the house
What you know about the South, steady gripping that grain
Nigga sipping that drank, getting that money mayn
I can't drive by
The old house
Something's missing in its four walls
It's not the
Door I'd walk through
A different entrance then I knew
You'd be
the photo album
You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down
And Mama had to put the down payment by herself
And nobody even tried to help,
It couldn't hurt to come and vacuum
Before I sell off the house
Before I stop talking 'bout this and the story fades into black
Where's the remote
streets
In a carnival
Of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers
The vendors & the dealers
They crowded around me
Have I been blind
Have I been
streets
In a carnival
Of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers
The vendors & the dealers
They crowded around me
Have I been blind
Have I been
feedback
Like a prophet, only speak facts
By myself, where my team at?
No, don't worry bout it I had to let em go
Cause it was way too crowded there's so
I remember when it seemed so easy
We dream of the life that we see on TV
The world's ruled by materialism
New cars, big house, new stereo system
I
I'm the Orson Wells of the rap game
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
No disrespect to the greats
But I'm the greatest instead
I only call
Off my 9, off my roll
Have a toast
Off of 9, by the hour off payroll
Off the wage, on the wave
How it goes
Stream sales don't mean nothing
But a post
highlight
When it comes to money I am not shy
Counting the stars on the night sky
Wave at UFO when it passed by
Lonely night
Windows are open in the house
My
yeah
My strap is black and hot like coffee, yeah
I'm goin' fast, you can't stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want
Hey, hey
Hey what's happenin' erybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk out the house
You know I know
across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man
a rocket
Feel the freedom on your face
Away from fights and reproaches
Fueled by anger and despair
This house is big enough
But when you feel you don't
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in scraper spin it outt
got clown sum like a booss do
lookin like coo mo deep cuzin i coon (I coon)
Dark 30 Gold on premoo
off to the treman house
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is
Anything is possible try hard
It ain't
or without it
I had to shake the spot cause the game got crowded
I'm devoted and quote it, I'm rowdy and bout it
A No Limit Soldier, and happy to shout it
a hobby, gun bustin' the job
But the sickest niggas out is the bitchest niggas out
And I could take em on the street and straight whip 'em in the house
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