thinking of best free, no better person on the planet Steady be driving away people I love and I can't understand it God damn it how can I love without loving
highs listen at the mids Everybody loving this even let the old folks listen and the kids Certified ghetto platinum, cause I'm a champion But it's for the money, catch it dead
't dead Ain't got no partners cause my partners put a price on my head Have you ever told a lie to make the drama stop Watch the world you love turn against
ain't trying to budge Say they love you everytime you rolling up the doe-doe But when your ends don't spend they tend to leave you solo I know, that's why I love
stand phoniness Can't even look me in my eye, before they burn me up Two to the head, but it ain't that simple y'all can't turn me up dead Best believe
when we ride Swanging on elbows chopping on choppers that's right Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop Going platinum, everytime another tape drop
Although I clear my ruga ripping till they drop dead I could a give a fuck about a buddy, he don't really love me So there ain't no love for these niggas, there's only love
cold Thinking why niggas let me broke, in this city of Houston But ain't no stopping Bam, I'ma keep my ego to boosting Cause I got a bunch of fans that love
Leaving motherfuckers broke like a king of jokes, mercy I know not of a feeling, but the thriller Of a killer gets my adrenaline rushing Never stopping, watching niggas dropping
no more But the only thing I really seem to understand, is murda mo' They tell me keep my trigga finger easy, I'll open up your body Too many casualties around here, dead
to get the most oil Bring the cops in the mix We livin' no more Won't make your car start A dark heart Kill and get your ass caught You're dead now
I swear it's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love Niggaz give me props Forever hop, cause
kin, but you remain my friend too This life of sin, that got the both of us in trouble But you you always stay down for a nigga so that's why I love
s use to smoke back in the 70's [echo] Maybe that's why in the 90's I drop g's when I drop degrees [echo] When I ease across the block With Pac [echo
you lookin sad? Shoulda though about it Say you learned, I truly doubt it I guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loose with the love Gettin freaky
to the fullest Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets (All he wanted was to be a thug) Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
for me they find a struggler To the death I take the breath from your jugular The trick is to never lose hope I found my buddy hangin dead from a rope
brings drawbacks Look how this shit bumps Once I deliver these war raps Meet me at the cemetary Dressed in Black Tonight we Follow the dead And those