So yes, I wonder would you cry If my heart doesn't beat If anyone of you people close to me Would put down a flower On the ground So yes, I wonder if
our voices glass is shattered from the fight in this tug of war, you?ll always win even when I?m right ?cause you feed me fables from your hand with
I came down in that Black on Black Gata hataz face down on the mat Splat I can make a green nigga mad Quick, fast, flash like tin cash on this bitch's
on our crew Fuck it, they can't touch us If stuck-up's what ya call it cool Ooh, You shoulda seen when I came down in that Black on Black Gata hataz face
life whipped him Down to the ground When he tried to get up Life would kick him back down On the day papa called me To his dyin' bed Placed his hand on
re so close I can taste it A life so sweet Can't afford to waste it Need to feel your hand Slippin' from mine Just hold on tighter, darlin' Keep on tryin
A life so sweet Can't afford to waste it (Can't afford to waste it) Need to feel your hand Slippin' from mine? Just hold on tighter now, darlin' Keep on
wrong in his own skin, Sippin gin from a bin that's makin' my dome spin. And your the type that'd try to take from your own kin. Feel it close on your toes, hangin from
Hook] [Scarface] Bouts to put the smash on niggaz Put the gas on, and put the match on niggaz, y'all must of forgot How quick we flash on niggaz, blast on
when I floss Riding with the Trae, riding with the Jay'ton Riding with my brother, brother, then we be on On a money making mission, Stackin our feddy
with grandma on that Thursday Know we gon ride until then, whenever the last your ass gon be missed And we gon hold it down up on the ground, till we
ground and running bud, then I probably bumping in blood A fast thug fin to lose his life, motherfucking nigga from Texas Steady with the dumb plexers, by the hand
, so people won't you sit? Movin' up and down, dancin' on the ground. Feelin' kinda free; security House is style that moves you from the ground. [RAY:] House on the ground
you feel the heartbeat From the whole town Beautiful dreams Sweat in your mind Seeking an answer Somewhere somehow Freedom is lost Stuck on the ground
We're back again, you know we're not fucking around Got a bottle of jack in our hands, you tryna' keep up kid? Let's see who hits the ground We've drank
kind Wanna seal what I've cut Wanna hear without rush Wanna ease time With your hand on your loss Our scene truly cost No one told you And we grew from
up in my business Actin like you know me, I've never seen homie He try to lean on me I'm a put the beam on him Tele-screen on me, really if he only Knew
help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him Know now for wealth Stood our ground and we put this down It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
