And I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets bend Yeah, look who's back again, bitch, keep actin' as if You have the same passion that I have Yeah, right, still
some pussy From some big butt freak Sayin' I'm his worker I was on his dick Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit And after all of that She still walked
Dog shit and break out on the next flight This is Grand Larceny Grand Larceny I'm a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed You can fight all night but you'll still
limitation I checked the bank Bought a Porsche and gear, earned high street rank But as I grew my whole crew fell through Cops had us on the books as interstate crooks
back, to day that I said the words I love you, I'm not that kind to say that I spent my lights in the streets with beef crooks shook cats get lifted off
it's complicated But they're straight up fun for me I don't need no explanation It's nothing more than what you see here My heart still feels divided
get it [Chorus Two] I know you locked up in the cage room (I know my nigga, god damn mayne) And you ain't comin home, any time soon (Still I'ma keep
need Look, you know I make ends off crime So hold on to yours, we're spending mine Though you try, I'll never let you by But if I was broke, would you still
say what you say, hot damn My, how the boys roam, from roaming, Loc and come home, to homes of his own No catching up he's in a whole 'nother zone Still
that white hits the pan And comes back hard, I can account for every gram And the streets molded the man I am The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer
'll live with that until the day you rot away yet still i will feel the ill leer of lost love the mighty sword you stuck still cuts and my heart is still
's the only way I see myself Gettin' to the other side That's why, I've got a criminal mind Have you ever felt your life's standing still? You want so
took me who I was and where I?ve been To make me who I am I?ve met a lot of lost souls in the bowels of hell Traveled some crooked roads and got some
the hill I ran and I ran, I'm looking there still And I smelled her burning flesh Her rotting bones, her decay I ran and I ran I'm still running away
mother nature's now on birth control The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to hold The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll Youth full of
my eyes So I gotta make the song cry Good dudes, I know you love me like cooked food Even though a nigga gotta move like a crook move We was together
t scare me I O-bide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga The type that can build with ya Verbalize bring life to a still picture, it's
clothes so ice lay on me so classy And every time I close my lids I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge I can still see the dreams