Lyrics:
headphones on
They 'Beats by Dre' I can't hear her
Fell so hard its slippery
And your feelings don't mean shit to me
We broke up and you choked up
And now
This shit perfect timing ain't none of this luck
Been on my grind I was bound to come up
Check wit yo hoe she kno I'm wuts up
I'm all in yo city just
I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
And I
all about that paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put
all about that paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put
and ride around
I wanna be all on my own
I just wanna be left alone
No nobody call my phone
I got plays I'm in my zone
I just wanna turn up by myself
I just
From back in the day
Dat same nigga selling
To get paid
Where you at
You know I'm right round da way
Get a pound
Then I break it to eighths
Bag it up
Now
gym I got caught at last
For lighting up the courtyard grass
(Hey)
Teacher, teacher, go to the flesh
(Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex)
Hey
Caught up
(I'm on my way yeah)
I been Caught up, they been Caught up
Caught up on the grind, all the time, i been working all the time
I been Caught up
Old engage in arm locks with the heathen
Young indulge in star struck misbehaving
Veils of Jordan girl gets caught in cycle wheels
Charlie's angels
worked out there a long time. Then when I left from
there, come back to St. Louis and I started playing for Charlie Chreathe's
band … and playin' all the,
I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
And I
The stonecutter walked down Paradise Avenue
And there weren't no doubt the old man had a few
He was known by all as the drunk of the town
For cutting
risin' to the top (yeah)
Keep, keep grindin', keep strivin' on the block, yeah
To my brothers that passed away
See you when we get up top
All of us,
to it
I heard there's Niggaz like me
we all getting to it
Was making plays up in the streets
It just wasn't music
Nigga try to play with me
Smoke him like
To *'Stand By Me'
Like Ben E. King said
The rest of my life
Listen!
Baby! Baby!
It's too (late)
You're too late to wake up
(It's too late to wake up
a pic, Tupelo like this song
Hit it good, it's the za and I'm gone
Sex start with a little Luther
Speed it up with a little Za
Get it off with Charlie
bitch called a cab
Sleeping in Woodrow Wilson had my bed on the floor
Bagging up bananas Paula banging on the door
I had pressure from my mother to get
block by block, every knock by knock
Screaming "is there any more"
Well Halloween night, Yes Halloween night
A night like nothing before
Going street by
ends with judges or the pastor but no I don't care
Ye' though I walk through the valley I will have no fear
I got her caught up in my web like Peter
ends with judges or the pastor but no I don't care
Ye' though I walk through the valley I will have no fear
I got her caught up in my web like Peter
real estate by coast
I work Marcus smart
Y'all be panicking
Middle target darts
Dangerous Russel Wilson
I be on my Eminem
Shawties always miss him
Kisses
, caught up
At 20,000 feet on a South West flight she whispered to him, "We ain't got all night"
So he reached up and turned off the overhead light
caught me by surprise
Gotta let her know
She got me feelin' right
So in love
With the lifestyle (hoo)
Everything going my way
All I could do is smile
(Mmm)
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