Lyrics:
and observation:
Hate solves no
Problems it only creates them but listen
You've been asking me a lot of questions
So let me ask you a question
I posed to Mike
it with you and your career
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"
I miss you so
Seems like it's been forever
That you've
will fight.
Come at me with everything with everything you're made of.
Come at with everything you've got.
Come at me with everything with everything
he'd be sent to Dixon?"
He says, "Slim to none, Illinois got fifty prisons
I got a clemency petition, you could help me pitch it
Hold on, let me call
Yeah
Always been equipped for the dark days
Never expected it to be given to me
I'm prepared to get it, even if it comes the hard way
Pen game lethal
in Paris)
Mmh (let's go fucking in Tokyo, what you want?)
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, ooh, yeah
When we fuck it feel like Vegas
you were wrong
Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me
Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G?
Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light,
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey wow, you sure are big
Well, you know
Being big get me into a lot
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
made it throught the rain
I kept my point of view
I made it through the rain
And found myself respected
By the others who
Got rained on too
And made it
Really feelin' it (caught up)
I'm losin' control, this girl's got a hold on me
(Pop a collar to this)
And I think I like it, baby (if you a player,
If we talkin' 'bout it, rhyme for rhyme
My stats combined got stocks and bonds
Multiplied my worth 10 times by 20
Naw nigga, I ain't lyin'
I'm
you've already decided then deliver the blow
The way you walk around me. The way you talk around me.
You act so speechless. You've got nothing to say.
head up
Long as you've got me, you're not alone
Sit still, no need to be a rolling stone
When you're in my arms, you're home
Got five lil' brothers,
you've really put a spell on me
I'm ready to walk away
No hoping for anything to work out
I'm ready to walk away
But you've still got a hold on me
A hold
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
And if it aint
Well that's not okay
You've put your life to this
And you've got debts to pay
You say
What does it all really mean?
Is there more to life
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
manifest it into fifty
I'm taking more bars to the grave than a coroner
You would've thought I was kidding
Oh really? 'ight then
Speed it up like I don't got
to pick up your speed.
Now to be a good racehorse, you've got to try and hold your second spot.
To be a good racehorse mama, you've got try to hold your
the end, you've got to want it, we know you do
So, he did, he stepped forward, closed his eyes, and that arrow it went
Snap, man, it broke just like a twig
You've been calling me like yo
Think you got me waiting on hold
I just disconnected my phone
I've been down this road before
You've been filling me
a little longer, my friend
It's all worth it in the end
But when you've got nobody to turn to
Just hold on, and I'll find you
Just fight a little longer,
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