Lyrics:
get close to me
Lost so many homies
I just don't know what to say
All I do is pray
Yeah I pray for better days
I pray that it get better
And I pray I
just think niggas are lost
I wrote an album bout love
But I’ll still let that 40 applaud
Clap at you niggas I don’t fw frauds
I just might snap if yo
might just wish you a belated
Need a couple racks so I can tell my mom I made it
Go back to hood and tell my homies that I made it
Girl you looking fine
And a real boss ass bitch
Nigga that’s the only thing a nigga wish to have
Ion got a lot a friends nowadays I lost a lot of homies now they all past
I ain’t
peace end
So will there ever be peace
Or are we all just headed for doom?
Still consumed by the beast?
And I know there'll never be peace
That's why I
spinnin'
You owe me 25 to life cause that's just how we living
Hard to get by when you get gone every day
Just find some love and spit them signals to ya
the respect then I needed the check
Now all I need is checks on my life to do list
I'm still lost in the music
I'm still that kid that did that Girls Hov remix
didn't raise me that way
And the homies I grew up with
Locs I threw up with
Is the kind of fools that you don't want to buck with
Why does it
"Mommy, where the colored people?" Then
She lost her day job
We was watching Jamie Foxx, I'ma move to LA
I'ma get my money up, I'ma be a famous rapper
Only
his ride
3 years go by, I made a hell of a run
And that's when funky got done, a joey playing wit guns
And ?, karty was my man
And reggy, I wish
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
She keep drinking 'til we sick
I've seen shit that made me sick
My homies breaking down a brick
My life changed, it took a shift
This some brand new
Lost city of New Orleans, we call him this
(Georgia)
Now
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
been havin' a lot on yo mind lately
And I know you feel like ya know people ain't been prayin' for you
But you have to understand this man, that we are
been havin' a lot on yo mind lately
And I know you feel like ya know people ain't been prayin' for you
But you have to understand this man, that we are
know I'll be seeing you soon
She said "Jaden you are my soulmate"
You only say that when you're lonely
Girl I'm suprised you even know me, ay
I
way cause I'm gonna hit the race
Fuck the federalis
She on me like a thotty
You know I get these bitches
Like a white girl on some Molly
And I wish that
and Skib and see a part of him missing
He lost a brother
I know he think he lost another, but I'm still here
I swear we all hated seeing you in that
Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is
Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I
conclusion
You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
Man, shut the fuck up, we all know you still playin' his music
Said I'm tired
Damn, another year gone by. Homies still locked up, couple homies resting
In peace, you know what I mean?
Born and raised through out
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
grass like the infield
Rated R Playboy I been real
Nigga be high as a Sprint bill
Nigga I been real
Pussy no paper a thin deal
Boy that's a thin deal
Woah
drugs or catching bodies, just dependence on that molly
Catch me coasting out of body, out of sight, out of mind
Think I lost a piece of mine coasting
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