Lyrics:
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
your seen within your daddy's eyes
To me your shining brighter than I thought could be
So emotional your more than what I hoped you'd be
All the late
water
And it's straight sniff sniff no UPS we shippin orders
And my plug Mexican we used to get it thru the borders
Pop off, talk shit, we could do this
haven't you heard?
Call me a stupid-ass white boy, flip me the bird?
I want to smack you right now in the face,
But they're locked on me, stalking
come on now
[Loon]
Now what's your forte, chicks they all say
That they want a nigga, sip Cris' all day
This be all great, merely kiss for foreplay
When
to add a couple zeros
Aye
Had to get writing
I ain't quit fighting
I just wrestled my music
Cause with my sighting
Had to do the right thing
Or the hood
the people around me saying life is great
I’m tryna show you life if good
Hoping that you could understand that I was working for them better days
Wifi on them
all
I know I wouldn't be nothing (nothing)
Without you by my side (side)
You have always been the savior, you're the closest thing to God
So, I
started thumbin' back East, toward my home town
Made a lot of miles, the first two days
And I figured I'd be home in week, if my luck held out this way
great money habits, the finer things I tell her she can have it
Life can be like a circus, live everyday with purpose, the lord is my shepherd so I pray
I take an L I still come out ahead of Hell,
It only taught me a lesson like my life this thing aint over,
I may have lost by site but the wisdom I
my peeps
But people be blind
So they don't recognize me
Struggling hustling
Living day by and be thugging
Be mugging to get ends meat
I wish you could
history
She not even from around my way
But she love to be right by my side
Seeing her my favorite time of day
Acting strange, she don't wanna let her
a bitch's brain
Can't be affected by the great depression
This country is in a recession, I reckon
So let me give yo ass a funky lesson
Never let
know
So if I'm doing bad what you expect my niggas to know
They follow by my lead and they're always keeping me close
I gotta lead em right teach em
I've faded off to white
To an image less field I'll be here for a while
I can't help I'm stuck by life's situations
Barely get enough I can't think about
the right things
And everything that money brings
The hustle don't stop like one pimp and two hookers
Niggas doin' drive-by's, tryna keep up with them
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She
a step backward because if you do it
you will be lost
find people for the fight, you are right
No more regrets, this is our defense
you must not shut up,
But a very important one
And it was scheduled to talk about the great things
That we're doing with the secretary on the veterans administration
of this discussion
To fit the public opinion of what it means to be something
Screaming yolo but they don't know where they'll go when they kick the bucket
My brother, my sister...
You are entirely too valuable to the team to be riding the bench this season. Get off that pine-wood bench and get in
you're just yourself
Even though you could make millions being someone else
Don't get me wrong I watch every movie with Denzel
He the GOAT but to be honest
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