I sing And all my life I've prayed for someone like you And I thank God that I, that I finally found you All my life I've prayed for someone like
Let's get it, what) Rising gram train get this money right Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type So I'm foolin' around, I'm just foolin' around I'
like that foreign dude runninin the rat race Ass face, all your music nothing but bad taste I murder beats you can ask mace homie My shit I drop stinkier
the mic Because overall I'm iller than you all Y'all pussy Never ever gone for it all You scared of a little risky coaching call What happened? I thought you were the know-it-all? I
let's do it YEAH, drug dealin music, Ay I influence, Ay I influence YEAH, O let's do it Ay, O let's do it Ay, O let's do it YEAH, drug dealin music, Ay I
Hello grocery What's up SHYtown What's up OD What's up LA Shout out to woovy What's up to Miami What's up? What's up Asian Fresh ? And my nigga KIbo That
I fucked my money up, damn Now i can't re-up Ran off in his spot just to get stacks up Now i'm back on deck, So shawty what the fuck you want Heard
I fucked my money up, damn Now I can't re-up Ran off in his spot just to get stacks up Now I'm back on deck, So shawty what the fuck you want Heard
I'm Not Saying I'm Gonna Change The World But I Garantee That I Will Spark The Brain That Will Change the World Better Show Respect Before I Lose It
face free my partner Grace What's up to that Los what's cracking cause I'm straight lase What's up to that Pokey What's up to that Woldy Always kept
, cigarettes back to back Unless I was pillow fighting with the kids, I miss that But it's a different day and time, and I'm all alone With nobody to call my
pour out that whine But don't waste it on my new shoestrings, bitch I bang My bold laces, match the same color of my flag that hangs (damn) I stay G
pour out that whine But don't waste it on my new shoestrings, bitch I bang My bold laces, match the same color of my flag that hangs (damn) I stay G to
All in my homes what I'm about, trying to move an album funky like Dre But I'm everyday, thinking about my rent and my phone bill And my light bill, and my
, we praise Black Jesus, all day) Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off ni**a.. What? [Kadafi] I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squad
I call them Mobb Bitch Nigga eaters And I won't whimper till I'm gone Thug Life Running through my veins So I'm strong Ha ha ha Bye Bye bye Lets get
