I thought I hold it in my hands but just like grains of sand love slipped through my fingers so many nights I asked the Lord above Please make me lucky
are a part of me Girl, just hold on Please tell me what is wrong with us Could it be that you're lonely Could it be that I didn't care Tell me please
talking bout me in front of macdonalds and heavens oh they said pain y u sang u better off game bang in da door lang well I'm a try 2 be me cause that
sneakers Look at me people my shoe games ether Pledge my allegiance to swoosh, fuck beastin? Sneakers that look like slippers and cheap jumps Sneaker man and ducky, they gon? hold me
me... (however, whenever you want to baby) My honey... Bad Wale (Hold the fuck up man, hold that shit up man, all that slow shit) Yeah, bitch you need to sit on me
me. Roll up the purple and breathe, Sit back and fuck up the beat. Them niggas be hatin' But them niggas suckas to me. Who here is fucking with me? It
like sneakers Look at me people my shoe games ether Pledge my allegiance to swoosh, fuck beastin' Sneakers that look like slippers and cheap jumps Sneaker man and ducky, they gon' hold me
sad to say, but a lot of mothers gon walk in Mrs. Johnson's shoes So my condolences, goes out to the grieving Lord give me the strength, so I can make
and Daddy ain't have enough time to kick it with me-like I wanted him to kick it with me now that I'm incarcarated you wanna come and visit with me but
way that I'ma let it get by Ain't no lie, deep down inside Just to hold it close it wanna make me cry No mo' drama, likin no laws No mo' jail, no more
brain get a blister I love drama so much, because my life is so rough So when you see me out in public, don't you come at me wrong Disrespect me if you
off your knees, and develop some N-U-T's Wannabe's, and the wanna-be-me's I really been stilling, my status There's never ever, gonna be another me Gonna
when it get ugly I know I'ma make it, because the Lord is above me Divine in the bench, and make me hard to hit Hating me is like a habit, and it's hard
the house of the Lord, all the days of your life [Z-Ro] Remember me and T, I still got love But somebody been looking for me, so that's the reason I
(*talking*) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up The ghetto motherfucking alarm clock Wake up nigga [Z-Ro] Lord forgive us for sinning, give us this day
realness back now that I need 'em they can't see me man how real is that matter of fact I think they wanna see me dead and gone and me strugglin they