that I lost my mind All those years so fucking blind Tables turn and so do friends Lovers are haters in the end. See me walk away from my life Nothing changes
After that I lost my mind All those years so fucking blind Tables turn and so do friends Lovers are haters in the end. See me walk away from my life Nothing changes
VERSE:1 SHE'S BACK ON THE STREET HER FEAR FOR NIGHT FEEL YOU WITH GRIEF SHE CUTS LIKE A KNIFE BECK YOU THE THINGS THAT NO OTHERS COULD DO SHE TURNS A
our romance. You?ve turned your back on me for the last time. Remember when we use to be friends? Nothing could ever go wrong, or so we thought, but I guess you?ve changed
Just when you feel nothing is real anymore Along comes a sign that changes your mind and you want To do what is right for once in your life make it work
you can't find the door (Can't find it anywhere) When there's nothing to believe in Still you're coming back, you're running back You're coming back
[? ] All he needs is a couple bucks He's got a little change but it's not enough We turn our backs and laugh But we stop in our tracks And turn the other
wave I'm a bad indicate Sit back in the shade While I'm passin' the haze Misbehave and I'm a trouble-making teenager Be prayful he doesn't favor to please haters Seat taken, three turn
you got it what you askin for What you asking for, put you in the mansion, somewhere in wiscansin Like I said aint nothin to the pain we can change the
like (rapists?) I don't know what ya'll heard, but Hip Hop ain't dead I could change a broad's life in about an hour I turn ducks into bucks- Luke Ridnour
want'cha body brane I never been a gigolo baby I'm about that change Catch me in that candy blue thang, and I'm in the turning lane I don't fuck with
album, in '98 Fucking with Herman Fisher, but now that nigga hate me he's a cake Suppose to be mad at me, tal'n bout I owe him some change Nigga just
living Baking a cake, back in the kitchen got my palms itching Scratch that with a fat stack, of Benjamin Franklin, y'all better Back back trying to get
is a bitch then you die, especially for me Cause I'm a G, one deep when I ride Motherfuckers went to turning they back, but its all gravy Nothing but
X I don't give a fuck, it's feeling warm in my chest And I hope that God bless me, to get a platinum plack Ain't no turning back, once I get the stack
[Hook - 2x] Come with me, ain't nothing changed I'm the same old G Seem like it's my to shine, like the diamond cut in my grill La da da da da, I'm real
that's another dead fool, I'm a guerilla for real Ain't nothing studio about me, bitch you bout to get killed [Puff] I'm a guerilla for real, let's roll back
this rap game I'm moving my units, I'm moving my heart it's all for stacks man And once I get it, it ain't gon be no turning back Fuck the boomerang affect
