Lyrics:
Well I'm tired, I'm nervous, I'm bored, I'm stoned
Don't you know life ain't so easy when you're on your own
I'm lonely, I'm ugly, I'm horny, I'm
Yeah, you know
We in the house
This the last motherfuckin' song we gone do on this album y'all
Ain't no need in wasting the beat, shit funky than
ain't on no funny shit, I'm on some get this money shit
Every four days in PA, I move another brick
According to the DA, I sold dope in VA
My crew stay
The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined (uh-huh)
Shit, I ain't even gotta try to shine (woo)
God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain
I got
Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
The road is long with many awaiting turns
That lead us to who knows where,
Who knows where
But I'm strong,
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't
caress my body
And then tell me what he's got that I ain't got
Oh, yes tell me what he's got that I can't give you
Well, it must be something I was born
naming names
Monkey see, monkey do, I done changed the game
Still niggas acting like I don't get down or something
Like I ain't the next nigga to wear
judge me, yeah (yeah)
I don't want it if it ain't a two piece, yeah (two)
Lately, I've been goin' through a lot of things (woo)
Uh, lately, I've been
I ain't lonely, but I spend a lot of time alone
More than I'd like to, but I'm okay with staying home
By how the last few months have changed
I
one time (ooh)
Baby, fuck it up
It's your birthday, go 'head, put that cake on me
Commas and zeros, I'll be your hero, ain't no cape on me
All you
so soft, you ain't had nothing softer
Break it, then you buy it and it sure gonna cost ya
Love so soft that you can't rub off
You gon' love it if
Gone fishin' (I'm real gone, man)
You ain't working anymore (could be!)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half-done
You claim that
I don't know what I'ma do
I don't know where I'ma live
'Cause it feel like I ain't got nothing to give
Just wanna follow my dreams
Just wanna
whiskey
You can't just crush a heart
Turn around and wanna buy it a drink
You wanna fix it, wanna mend it
But there ain't enough stitches
Oh yeah,
the Ripper, who sits
At the head of the Chamber of Commerce
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, lookin' for the fuse
I'm
the kitchen
These rappers go broke and have to do a dummy mission
Don't be a crash dummy and go out like French
Every day ain't promised the trap ain't got
broke his pelvis (brrt-brrt-brrt-brrt)
Ain't shit nobody can tell me (nah)
"Critter, why you gettin' selfish?"
I'm up now, ho, you helpless
devilish and freak bad bitches (shit, oh-oh)
Forget the story, I know you're gettin' bored
That nigga ain't gettin' you horny no more, is he?
'Cause when
When you sue me, you gon' be broke, you know
Ain't no way that you could bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you,
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
hot
And now I'm soakin', a brother like the devastatin' DJ Quik ain't jokin'
Fuck with me on DSP and you'll get broken
My name is Quik, but you can
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
heartbreak beat to the radio
This is where the past is the past
Where the meant-to-be's ain't meant to last
Where the "maybe we could work it out" turns
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