see So don't shut me out, shut me out, out of your life and And don't shut the door, shut the door, door on your Sweet, sweet, yeah And don't be afraid
t praying enough And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up" If it's beef when we
don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret And Wale been tellin other rappers take a deep breath And don't perform after him or you might regret I guess they didn't
t rich, ain't no difference between me and the people across the street for real Homie, I'm just trying to pay bills I ain't rich, ain't no difference between me
I ain't stoppin [Hook] We ain't, having none of that bullshit Represent till I die Hiram-Clarke, Mo City my hood bitch Get out of dodge, cause we ain't
chiefing I'm a gangsta, not Erkle Steven Cause I don't laugh, and I don't play And no, is something that I don't say I don't give a motherfuck, about
, leave me alone I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets Bitch, just leave me to roam Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
Can Rap Fuck It (Yep) Ill Knock Out The Hoes Spin Somethin [x2] Check Me Out, Check Me Out Nigga Hard Times (Uh Huh) Make Niggaz Like Me Nigga Hard Times... Man Shut
' ima cock it and bust And MJG gon be right with me if that eight ain't enough [MJG] If Eight ain't enough Don't worry I got eight in the clip Eight
blunt noses If you see me, ya cool stop the hard poses I don't fair posin' I am not jokin' I am tryin' to get the bread I don't do loafin' [? ] No lie
There's a lot of people out here Who just don't know What plays a factor In movin' heads and toes It be them hits Hangin' out of them stereo kits Whether
Up For Some Take Out Until They Slip Up And They Brake Out But It's Another Story Over Here At Drake's House Cuz Im Dripped Up And Im Draped Out
For Some Take Out Until They Slip Up And They Brake Out But It's Another Story Over Here At Drake's House Cuz Im Dripped Up And Im Drapped Out And
a bag of moneybacks I don't understand How the world can be full of so many evil doer's I can hear 'em underneath me in the sewers Keep seeing shit out
tight nigga ma I don't want ya number Either you're comin or I one ya Either you know what you want ma, I don't even want ya You play pretty if you wanna
cordially Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me The Feds came to get me, we both fled quickly Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me
tell me what you see This about money, it's bigger than me I told my homies don't kill them, bring the nigga to me Yeah, don't diss, you fuckin with the
