still as clear as the day that I...I left you tangled up in red with your thoughts wrapped inside your head. I stopped your voice. I gave you a piece of my mind
s still as clear as the day that I...I left you tangled up in red with your thoughts wrapped inside your head. I stopped your voice. I gave you a piece of my mind
F-A-B-O's sane In my rolla life, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 lanes I'm still here [Chorus] My moma used to tell me "Son, you're gonna make it one
Y'all cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider You don't wanna bang with me (yeah) And you know I brought my gang with me (ok) Niggaz trip, I got my thang with
You spend your time with your friends all the time And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline My minds gone evil. You changed with the season You
seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin fast All about my cash [Repeat
to be a million, about to lose my mind [Z-Ro] Catch me if you can is my vision of me screamin' so I chase e'm like the law until my jewelry is gleamin
me fits Now if you knew I meant your Ms., would you make me kill you person Or would you deal with this broad, that got you into this shit Would you peep
they keep on jamming my songs A military minded motherfucker gone In case I don't make it, I wanna tell my people I love em Wish I could jump up out my
and I got buzzed Out of frustration came aggravation Depression coming down in my mind Kept a nigga confused and straight crying Dying, from sweet sticks in line Throwed off in my my mind
I hear you screamin peace But we can't find peace til my little ni**az on these streets get a piece I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear
piece I know I'm probably hellbound, but we got to eat I'm seeing Satin infiltratin; my military mind make me hustle all the time, go out for cash makin Forgive my
my mind couldn't find a place to rest until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last
see us comin' up Runnin up, Gun cocked like nasty gloves If you aint got a penny, mind the glove No love Waitin' for my 40 acas and a blunt to blaze
can you have a childhood and you have a funeral every motherfucking weekend And you motherfuckers talking about peace? Nigga, it ain't no motherfucking peace You
dentures Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone Why perpetrate like you can handle my team? So merciless that my
