half the time i feel im not enough for you and half the time not even sure your there and now you say our love is not enough for you and honestly i cant
your love ain't the kind that you can keep Release me now cause I did my time Of this cold case love My heart's no longer cold and confined I've had enough [Hook:] Your love
My Umbrella You Can Stand Under My Umbrella (Ella Ella Eh Eh Eh) Under My Umbrella (Ella Ella Eh Eh Eh) Under My Umbrella (Ella Ella Eh Eh Eh) Under My
, get the fuck outta here I don't wanna see you around here again. and by the way I need an autograph for my kids they love you eh?
All, even give up my street dream All, anything to have you on my team All, baby girl, I?d trade it all Even give up my good green All, and I?d give
standing in the rain, in case you change your mind She never thought she'd be here waiting on me (Oh no, now) I'd never thought I'd be here back in my
out who you are you know somebody you got look into his heart yo mind so blind I'm ahead of my time (I'm One Of A Kind [x2]) [Chorus] [Verse 2:] My
compare) Dont wanna be here God take me there Cuz now im livin on the road Goin to do show after show My mind free n my eyes closed i go back to ridge
Bitches on my line, this a probate H2O flow and I don't hold gate, this is no trial, this a closed case thats why my mans flippin birds like a road rager
[Intro:] Girls... Love the things they know Love the things they show Have to be where they go Pretty girls... the sunshine in the hair Perfume in the
Hilton, She ask what I do, I say get money, And I'm gonna do that until the Reaper come for me, Call me Ya Boy cause erbody love me, Just in case you
: x2] Ride all day, ride all night Can't figure out to stay out of county, but to keep my head right Got my name in candy blue letters, between my headlights
[Talking:] King of the motherfucking Ghetto, yeah This one right here, goes out to my real nigga Nate My nigga Grey-D, out that Pud Park Ride or die nigga
[Hook x2:] Damn these city streets, are hard to live in Eighty percent of my partnas are dead, the rest in prison All I see is the struggle, my tears drown my
I didn't choose the devil all the time I became an outcast to the hood, restricted to my rhyme Why couldn't I just live my life, without my talent making
s, (gangstas) This for my gangstas, my gangstas For my gangstas, my G's This for my gangstas [Z-Ro:] Hell naw you can't hit my weed, cause to me smoking
Chorus One: Z-Ro] + [Trae] [Z-Ro] I wish I could have my loved ones back Cause I'd love to have my loved ones back (if only for one niiiight) [Trae] We
ro:] When the fetti be rollin' setty, won't nobody be home When the money start lookin' funny, all my friends get gone Concerts and studio times, they love
