feeling What am I afraid of? Don't know what I'm made of Can I go on Not knowing? Feeling? Feeling? Something tells me That it's more than I can deal with Though I
a runner up a perfect score gonna make the final cut it's all good I think I now can play this game knock on wood I'm in the fastest lane to fame chorus
get sprayed So I ain't no hangman no gang bang Shit, I'm trying to change things We stuck on the same thang Stealing draws from Les Unplauge Then I can go
wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it I just wanna sing, I-I ain't askin' for much I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet
where I'm at (where I'm at) N' my girly turn ta pack the strap, I can't stop, can't quit (can't quit) bout to be legit and make him worry bout a trick
I come, I come to keep it real. I know, I come from Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. You know what I mean? I know all of that. You know what I mean? I started in
a frameless window? Everyday I have a new argument with myself Wonder how I got this far up the ladder But by now I should have failed Can't go to heaven
a bag of chips While I tell you 'bout something stupid I did? [CHORUS] I'm off to work but I'm late (hey) But what can I say? (hey) I'm cool with the
criss on that craw Climb on a couch chick off the criss in New York I don't pop till a spend my pist on that boy But i do it again if you miss me before
remind me of my Jeep but not no Kia We can talk on your cell, but not Nokia It be goin' in and out, that's why I barely hear ya It be goin' in and out
it out ... tattered on my hand, the d is in me you can pretend ... but any for good times i burn you minds like the ... opinion and i put on for my city
that's who I be And I don't give a damn if your eyes can't see If you can't see what I can see That you're blind baby bop I'm a woman who's black so
can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it (I just wanna sing) yeah yeah yeah (I-I ain't askin for much) [T] Well go 'head then I just wanna sing, can
