Lyrics:
debonair
I'm better than any emcee out there
As a matter of fact, suckers can't compare
When I rocking the mic people stop and stare, at..
That's why I guess we got people out here hating on me
We ain't gonna stop will we get to the Top
Girl you know now
I got guap , I got guap , I got guap
she's gonna raise that baby
The doctor spilled out all the medical jargon
Aggressive retina degeneration
She stares at that kite while their words
guest house just dess now
Lef yuh stressed out
You're di best spouse
Get ghost
Rip mi chest out when yuh lef out
Please come back to me
Work the rest out
Your eyes, they stand out in
The middle of a crowded place
One fleeting glance and you've
Allured me with your shine
You bare your soul through
the third-degree
And if you sweat in your sleep then you sweat from me
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with
I cried myself to sleep like a two year old
And in the deep night I felt my mother rise
And stare down upon me with love in her eyes
I saw my
Hop up out the whip
Money come in rubber bands
Pop out like i'm vick
All my dogs wit me
Case we in the mix
You know how its sticky
When niggas poppin
And that's the very same reason he ain't here with me no mo'
He marched up out his house like a soldier, decided to titty-bar it
A lot of alcohol
by lies
Times you embarrassed me I swallowed my pride
I'm tired of telling you I got nothing to hide
I'm in the studio at night you think I'm out
Woo
Yea
Fargo
Oh you say you bout to pull up
Shit come through
Ha turn up!
Welcome to my house
Where we turn shit out
Ducked off wit my bitch
Not
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
n****ima stay inside
Imma stay inside n****
No house parties
You won't see me out
Unless you catch me with the homies
Last year jakes took a couple of my
They all pay me a visit
And they leave me a suture
Suture

You
And me
And a world war
Makes 3
I can’t get to sleep
In these crowded sheets
So when you
our lives are kinder without complications of
The fear in me that had taken seed and crowded out the love.
I want you and I let you go
Though we can
Party's over different day same story
Sorry I'm heading out
It's almost getting light outside
Moving fast but minutes feel like hours
I'm overpowered
song about it
Why don't you sing it
Ring the alarm here comes the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood, check it out!
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
everything that I've saved
Away from me, my life from me
I got sniper looking out while I write this
I don't pipe her in the house cause I don't trust no bitch
to Broadway
Or you can fly to New York bitch, the home of this D-block playa
I don't wanna talk about it
You keep telling me your house is crowded
What you
please stay
If I'm out of your brain in a matter of days?
Never choke up on the words I need to say
But I can't even fathom why you wanted me to ache
Had
All these beats in my heads
I feel the energy
Talkin to the mic like it's therapy
I feel the hate from these bums when they stare at me
Sum like
weighed it on /out in open on the stoop/200 grams /100 grams a piece in each boot /they say the old h is missing have you seen me /in waist length beaver
Right from the source I take you out
I see the fakes and see what foul
She give me head its by the hour
They turn they backs its like a owl
Was taught
your hair
This last affair
There's no more fooling around
There's no more affairs
Are you gonna find out?
If my hand's by my side
If I avoid your
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