Still breaking in The thought of losing everything It?s time to breathe And take in all you?ve ever loved It?s not the last time But it?s time to be the
my father's work. Well take me out tonight, This ship of fools I'm on will sink. I'm my own stone around my neck, {If you'd} be my breath, there's nothing
to guide me Straight up to my heart's highest wish I feel you close to me And I know what love is Now there's no mountain Too high for me to climb No
waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one legend alive The rest you gotta dig up You acting like it's hard roast ya I'll creep
You make it difficult for me Don't go And you make eating difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go It's almost impossible Almost impossible to breathe
She love the club and she like to make it Get it, get it girl Get it, get it girl [Verse 3:] Shorty's bad as hell and she knows it, ferocious I could
there's nothing wrong with you (nothing wrong with you) It's me, I'm a freak (yeah) but thanks for lovin' me Cause you're doing it perfectly (it perfectly
second glancing their every move. It ate pickled nose cartilage that fell from the ceilings, a porkskin drizzle unnerving the humans, while it read aloud from it's
dancing It's four now, the clubs over I call her, but oh hold up Ya'll know what? ignore button Or the phone die, let's hope for it That damier bag I
pain I'm waiting for you Can't go back No place to go back to Life is lost, Flowers fall If it's all dreams Now wake me up If it's all real Just kill
your property for some Benjamin's and some Andrew's Hell yeah I was loving it cause I was making my cheese But it didn't feel real good once it started
my homies wanna rob me, for my big face bills It ain't no love in our lifestyle, it's all about greed Can't trust nobody, cause everybody got a trick up
popping up in my phone Prolly just another hoochie, searching for some sex It ain't got nothing to do with me, it's all about my checks If it wasn't for
s the main reason, why we be dealing with so much shife Straight up kicking it with the devil, and we don't even know it Crooked cops hate our guts, and
for my gangstas, rolling on 4's and 3's Or anything that's chromey, stacking G's Bucking boys up like a rhino, this one for my youngster 5-O Gotta put
Fore I beat your bitch ass, without ever hanging up my phone Cause when I get wired up, niggaz get tied up It be nothing but yellow tape, everytime I r-ride up
me Fuck all of y'all man, it go down S.U.C. for life, R.I.P. Robert Davis A.k.a Dj Screw this for you my nigga Yeah this for you [Z-Ro] Everybody know
times, and the way that it look I don't think that it's gonna get better, the only thing that's here Is to suck it up, inside I know that's why we not
