Lyrics:
shit is getting very lame
I gave you a 3rd chance
Hoping you would change
But you still the same!
Shit!
I'm better of taking that deal
Going off
offhand
The 3rd child I'm really yo youngest damn
To young to be stressin so I'll run away wit a blunt in my hand
Still tryna figure out if I even give
have a clue /
3rd Verse
cyo I'm still here no backin' down /look momma I'm rappin' now /I told Trey I that I'm here stay man it don't matter what
all day like 'ye
Chorus
I been through everything so I'm ready for anything (3x)
Anything anything
3rd Verse L.E.S. (Love Every Soul)
Opportunity
incarcerated, institutionalized
That 3rd strike will have a gang of them rollers dyin
Ain't no love where I'm goin, no love where I'm comin from
Remember me,
a mirage
In triage for a bruised ego
Feeling like I been fouled and I’m owed a free throw
But the ref ain’t call it so I gotta get brolic
Make these kids
of all
The thrive THE drive put that all on one side
The mission THE goal see it with ur 3RD eye
Like wise always stay on a grind
Always persist
spinners
Eating Frenchy's chicken dinner
Family came from 3rd Ward Scott
Street on up to Ennis
Hanging out on Sunnyside with my cousin Corey
They was on that
Gucci Mane got a style so strange
Every word I use don't mean two thangs
You the one who won the Spelling Bee
I'm the first 3rd grader with a felony
Nigga came out of 3rd street
West Erie come correctly
You don’t really wanna test me
You gone end up on a neck piece
I don’t know you don’t assess me
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
like I made Jackson Five
I see through you niggas like I got four eyes
Can't pick me up like it's 3rd and nine
Call you Prince Will cause you second in
(Aye)
No bro Don't chit chat he just sit back watching everything
I could see it clear too 3rd eye is my rare view
Attaining goals we plan too this is how
heading for the hills
So I'm spitting out facts
Now you know the deal
Basement to basement wasn't getting it 3rd wheel nigga, wasn't hitting it
I
responsible for all this"
He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him
<<<<<<<<<3rd
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's,
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
have to eat and provide
Been dreaming to long it’s time to bring this shit to life
From 90 to 95 now I’m on my 3rd decade
30 rotations around the sun
smoke star sign cancer, dancer , diamonds bussing moves now we samba life of the party we just live our life up who's 3rd party we don't know him like
live forever lIke Ghoh
I keep getting better though
better beat painted with a better flow
Simplified but its still clever thought
3rd track fo this
Committin' adultery the lords temple is the
Source of this hypocrisy
Convicted felons NORE
3rd strikin' ouncin' lowkey - incogni
In neighborhoods - foreign
That'll get me past 3rd base
Just hop in the whip and we ride
You a stargirl and i see the stars in ya eyes
Got a bag in a flash
Do the dash and i crashed
we call the 3rd Dimension
They steal our power with towers through 5G
but my soul is not for sell
You demons can't buy me
It's time to break away from
It's a mutherfuckin Jag, exhaust pipe
If I had it my way, Im going all night
But these 3rd degree burns, they don't feel right
Car drives off but I hold
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
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