), you never let i touch you, pushed away(paths crossed and running out), all the things you say in spite of me, you never let it touch you, pushed away, and
B.o.B] Come y'all, y'all actin' like I can't feel you I can look in your eyes and tell you what you done been through And I could give a fuck because I
B] Come y'all, y'all actin' like I can't feel you I can look in your eyes and tell you what you done been through And I could give a fuck because I got
I'm depending on you, son To pull the family through My son, it's all left up to you Two days later papa passed away And I became a man that day Everyday
highway through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda and now we're driving dazed and drunk
passed us in a blur I never noticed the blue skies and waters Becuase I only had eyes for here And so when she promised that And I promised this And
Z-Ro] Me and you is like a feelin that I get when I roll on 22's And I'ma keep you stylin when I'm shoppin for you Plenty ice, plenty clothes, plenty
a dirt dirty killa You heard them guerillas, we hurt you to make you feel us Through all this fraud in you, you need to stay away Cause you don't wanna
you need Half a ticket and a half-a-gallon and a quarter ounce of weed I'm your mama I'm your daddy I'm that nigga in the alley That when I go straight
a job But I be trying the only thing I get, is getting hard I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired, holla if you hear me And you with me now, got
it's that nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up That's alright though, I gotta make a top flight hoe, smoking and thinking When I get I want no nobody, but a
Little young got a gun and beam, and I make you scream I work too hard when I grind, for niggas that wanna take my shit And niggas will get hit, I promise
me I really appreciate the love that was shown I'ma keep the faith and never leave you alone You can depend on me, got down on my knees And I prayed, until you
out, drank some jin and juice and got some olives out of the fridge to make a dirty martini I threw on Fleetwood Mac and ate a weed brownie I'm peepin
when you need me and I'll never leave I just need, someone to believe in, as you can see It's a small thang to a true, what could I do? Real homies help
words that can express how I feel You never kept a secret, always stayed real And I appreciate, how you raised me And all the extra love that you gave me I