Lyrics:
cheatin'
You said, "I know you, Mr. O.P.P. Man
Yo P.P. man, won't only see me man"
You should've known when I ain't hit it and step
That I was wit' it
and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door wearin' a lace
You shoulda seen
many friends by my side, and those who are gone are still with me
It isn't a matter of pride, to kill the dark lord has been written in prophecy
It's
that will be
Always on top of you, just wait and see
I can set my mind to things you'll never become
Cause I've got the
P-O-W-E-R of women
P-O-W-E-R
of people inspired by your story but still feel that you are getting nowhere
Have people motivated by the pain that sits right here everyday inside of your
GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't
You're everything I want-want, you're everything I want-want
I need, I need
My D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E
You're keeping me awake and it's 3 AM
Thought we
Yo so there's weight on the horizon man
Yes sir!
You what we're saying when life's got so many things to concentrate on but you just gots to keep
the Nine
You will truly find
The sign
As I bring along some friends of mine
From order no quarter, no dropping dime
F.T.P. will be the answer
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
read a lot Playin', baby, playin' fine, playin' fine
How you doin', how you doin'? What's your sign, what's your sign
I'm over there, I'm over there, I'm
picture T.I.P.
Getting anything other than rich
Now can you picture this, young, pompus, African son of a bitch
Labeled as anything less than "the shit",
D.R.E
He's almost famous
You dream of trading places
I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes
There is too much to lose
Wake up
Are you stuck in the head?
Even if I be bunking in there
We say less still ducking the feds
P.Y.T I'll oussh in the bed
Set the ball, I'm still dunking
Brothers and sisters there is a place for you in America
Places are being prepared and readied night and day, night and day
The white boy's plan is
so consumed by what I do?
Cause
I'm not your average
All that matters is
You 'gon r-e-s-p-e-c-t, me
Take heed or disagree
Either way, that's just
romance
Was on the strict Q.T.
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
I won't be around
To hear you cry
I'm Texas bound
And by and by
You
you're protected by
Castle made of red and blue
Joycon boys forever
R.i.p to you
(Etika!)
116 123
Those the numbers that you Need
Speak your mind
To set
blue sky and a clear blue day
Fo' a G from D-P-G to wear clear blue and gray
I come, I came, I am, I ain't
The nigga you wants to fuck with, get
things I know are clearing are debated
Your eyes close when you talk about shit, hey
My eyes roll back so far I see my grave
And there is so much you
And so I'll close but by the way
Everybody's thinkin' of you
P.s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes
I put a sign up, think
But I gotta
There’s a b-u-t- t-e-r-f-l-y effect in my stomach when I rap
I ain’t see no trouble in r-u-s-s-ian dialect
Matter of fact you shouldn’t give a damn what’s
like a Caymen
But we know it's all Wayne, there's no Damon
Only God could judge me
Jesus piece on at my arraignment
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Explain
fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now then you should probably get familiar
My, my leather jacket, thriller
There sure ain't nothin'
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