at the show, you were alone. such a waste, thinking about you ever since. i don't want to get married or hang out with you. it's a sick world, yes it's
[Chorus - B.o.B] Well, I'm a make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Well
want to say I remember when [B.o.B:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat As easy as
B.o.B] Well, I'm a make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Well I'm a quit
I'd fall out the sky I don't really know why I'm here I guess I'm just here for the ride I swear, it feels like I'm dreaming It's vividly defined, yeah
want Call me whenever you?d like But lets get one thing straight You know my name, so I run this town When I?m on my mic So here I go B.O.B, Bobby Ray
middle finger be seen, it's on [Chorus - Jagged Edge] Girl I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything All, even give up my street dream (my dream)
at me so strange Glanced at my neck and didn't see no chain Be saying "That's nasty", wouldn't give me no brain Ya'll surprised F-A-B-O's sane In my rolla
if it was, it'd be a black Wii I'm on my ?A? game, never on that ?B? shit You on that B-shit, never gonna be shit That's how I ?C? shit, cause I am ?
together never knowing we'd end up Moving onto Mobo's pushing the *benz* up You pushed and pushed when no-one wanted to believe but back then it was all a dream It's
No there?s no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches No there?s no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches All your dreams, splintered
me Didn't have one bread c.e.n.t I was tired being b.r.o.k.e started sellin green w.e.e.d and ended up sellin white.d.o.p.e from a bench to a couch with
slang yayo If I can't get it legal, to the corner I go I never took pride, in slanging cocaine Never could get a job, but needed some mo' change C.d.'s
(*talking*) This for all the DJ A, B, C, D's, wanna be motherfuckers Whoever you is, my nigga DJ Screw created this style It's here to stay, you with
spit pour nos streets Slang apres slang toujours on beat But "That's that shit now hook up with Gundei" Suspecte tu sais c'est qui On est des S.U.S.P
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish Payin our dues with bloodshed, ain't s**t y'all could tell us Fellas - mount up, it's time for battle, it's
ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what