perfect beginning You're so let down When the beauty starts fading Once beaming with confidence Now brooding with doubt Pack those pictures away And black out
home I call a house I sit and play sudoku ?til I figure some sh1t out I drink the day?s first coffee and I smoke the last cigarette of my life And I
now what's a brother do? I try to keep my patience, but now I'm out the truth One-Zero, now I crew shoed Bad attitude cause I have enough food Next days
pull the purp out And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one Now I'm out of
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin
good to me *2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them The game's been good to me [Lady Levi] Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't na somethin
's just me by my lonely so I married my nina. I keeps her wherever I go, I love my ho. Never leave home with out my sugar. I'm hafta plug a nigga. Mama
you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) [Verse 2:] Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks Black talons start flyin, when a nigga flip I
out the question for me [Chorus] I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mine And I
) [8Ball] Now I been up I been down I been in I been out I was loved I was hated Bitch niggas tried to cross me out Nigga I been on I been off I been
what I mention I'm your eye opener the hope for the one to will never see the suburbs And if good life is only the word The phrase the life that somebody
and the black chef I'm in a heli-chopper starin at the boat docks Good weather good weather means more flux Look in my eyes you can tell I'm seeing so
you still survive. It's gonna take a miracle. So I go around believing you. I say good night, stay forever and nobody knows how much I pray for you
I'm talkin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) (And as we continue on) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life
beat stops*} Fuck him, that's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done, that's it I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I just believe in kickin a man
I wish I woulda knew then what I know now. But for now, life feels better when you slow down. I know it now, wish I knew it then. Diminished returns, I
, make 'em think I got celery Hell and I do sometimes, still the sunshine ain't even all day (Yeah) The life of a baller, ain't even all play I stack '
