Today I am your chariot horse Tomorrow I'm your albatross Suspended by the finest thread No one could ever see And when there's breathing in your ear
Would Come Step To Me I Guess You Call Yourself Booking Me But Do I Look Easy? (It Ain't Easy) Well, It Never Hurts To Try I Just Might Let You Call
From Da Start, That If We Blew, All These People,N Stuck Our Friends Up,That I Aint Spoken 2 In Yearrs, Aau ,Aauu Auu,They Got The Nerve To Call Me Up
so when did you become such a damn gentleman) Repeat Bridge Repeat Chorus What does she do to you To make you give her everything like you never did for me Call it jealousy
my world, I'll show you pain you never seen it Slapping patches out of niggas, and I mean it, remember [Chris Ward] I know you smile in my face, full of jealousy
a call from my friends one of my homies from the block done went back to the penn niggaz can't stay out of shit for shit cause shit gon'call they name
longer have a sheperd now, we're lost sheep Have to open your eyes, you can't afford to sleep And a major factor is jealousy Which stops us from obtainin
wanna start back bangin So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin forty glocks, contain em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy comin
Whevever I wanna get around Mama told me Long before I ever came up Gotta be true, to watchya' do And keep ya' game up 'Cause things change And jealousy
Lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers) Seein visions of people smokin and ni**az catchin vapors Got his man from around the corner (we'll call
your jealousy Now my ambition's to be free I can't breathe, cause soon as I leave, it's like a trap I hear you callin me to come back, I'm a sucka for
t going down, fuck the world I'm a thug Tell 'em can't nothing stop me but a slug I went from drug dealing to a shot caller From off the block, no longer
me wanna start back bangin So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin forty glocks, contain em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy
kiss her will i love her,or shall I dis her I'm sick of this scandalous shit I deal wit tryin to paint a perfect picture! My memoriez of jealousy
white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make em wish
's mad niggas on my dick Now we can get hostile or we can do this smooth T&T around, I can still make blow move [Chorus x2] This is what you call ryder
