'm still looking for something Something bright far from here Way over my head I want to arrive I can't do it Way over my head It's not a wrong way
m still looking for something Something bright far from here Way over my head I want to arrive I can't do it Way over my head It's not a wrong way Don
' the hoes My hair had grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't
Suckers can all come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors
's my style, to hit you at the right time No other compares to what Nas write down Tell you my dreams, show you my pain is yours You could get what you
Cut off a nigga head, make him suck his own dick How the game go Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Money over bitches and flowers over snitches
shit Cut off a nigga head, make him suck his own dick How the game go? Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Money over bitches and flowers over
wide-screen tv's From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's [Havoc] Yo, for my
a smile for Real talk Yo still a a**hole by nature Peep game Verse 1 (Trae) I remember comin' up able to love n***a watchin' n****z f*** over They over
rappin'? Hell I live that life, now I'm livin' right You see this necklace round my neck filled with so much ice And my pockets fat, like I got the
no doubt about it Kissing you makes me wonder how I live without it Wanting you is as natural as natural can be Love won't get any better Finally I hold my head
I can show ya Why is my shit so funky it stanks? Pee Wee, Shorty B, and Ant Banks You outta pocket trying to hang with my crew You might of just learned
) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) Hey Mr. Africa, this joint is headed Man, I'm glad that beef is debated I jolt the bullet quick out of the fifty-one six To hear my
I'm on 'til I'm on a island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona
back and I couldn't be the fat, greedy rat that I've been I had the power living in sin But I still can't get her words out of my head She messed me
dolio flow in this Wanna serve em' natural learning Shooting it like sperm to the egg in your head DFLO is my bread and the body in my cup Just like