you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high) And you, and you and you and you (Your dreams are filled, you
the bottom of the ant pile. Weezy! (Chorus) (Verse 2) My grill is gangsta, my aim is money The championship is beautiful but the game is ugly They say feed the hungry, but these bitches is
as I can do the work within Lord, let me in I feel like you're my only friend These worries are heavy They rest on my shoulders My pride, it won't let
you baby That's why I want you And Oh I'll even quit my job Lovin' you, I'll make it my job Thank you Lord, thank you lord This is it My god! That's
my best friend You're the love of my life You're everything to me You never left my side You're my best friend I love you so much Yes, you are You're my
right behind me All these heartless fools is steady comin' after my P So many phony niggaz lovin' to hate Sean So many cheddar niggaz comin' after my cheese Is it my
heartbreak So how much can my heart take? You was like air to me You know I wouldn't leave, I needed you to breath See life is but a dream, so is love
fathom My album hit the shelves We hustle for record sales Hit my liquor store Let my niggas learn about in jail Till the squad cars accel', it's to my
't that I limp when I walk My some pimping to my stride Some wit a emphis on my side 'Cause I understand niggas out to get I Living the life is no lie
came my way You were my light I wanna thank You for the difference in my life Can't even count the reasons why ( ohhh I) Refrain: I lift you up and
Baby, this is your last dance, you know how you do it There's no nigga like you And there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers
a movie starrin me, so far Chorus: repeat 2X Do you know where you're goin to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do you
wit the straps Half a life sentence a half on my lap Plus I got half of the task on my back They ain't got nuttin but time, the f-k is that I'd rather
wit the straps Half a life sentence a half on my lap Plus I got half of the task on my back They ain't got nuttin but time, the fuck is that I'd rather
rap song, nigga this is my life And if the hood was a battlefield then I earned stripes, yeah If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my thang
you (on my side) Silly si-silly me to think that I don't need you Akon: Dear God here's my letter Writing to you coz my life has gotten a lot better
