Lyrics:
a little less insecure
Yep there it goes life is a blur
Have you ever felt so low
That you need to get high
Just to get by get by just to pass the time
Well
angle
But I always get ahead my god
I coulda swore she's an angel
Tryna not to lack don't count my flaws
I ain't ever been to San Diego
LAs' cash where
leave ya stupid
Bout a G code you be clueless ,bout a dollar fuck yo 2 cents
Es el Joey bajo life is good I'm smoking killa
Asshole by nature but I'm
Yo what's up they call me poet just
A loud mouth from LA, no one ever
Knows the type of crazy shit I may say
Spray cans leave my titles up in buildings
At night is when I day dream the most by far
With no visions of my future
The shit's pitched all black
The Devil's sending text messages
And it's
And i just don't think it's something I'll ever get used to
Christmas Day with you
We spent the entire morning buried in paper and boxes by the treeyou
Bad Bitches from Ellison, we blowing money in Harlem knights
Ménage à trios at the Four Seasons, that’s what I call a goodnight
Pretty Ricky to my
on sunset through sun-up to sunset
Niggas be on some pimp shit
But you already know this
If you ever know this
By the looks of me baby I'm holdin'
And I
(Broke mutha fuckas they make the best crooks)
Let's see how your vest look
See if it fits ya
Picture four hideous hustlas
Quick to lick
Truth come out win I Smoke Who R now different then Some more who R now waiting for you "2 smoke-smoke In & out-out then N LA, LA, LI, LI, LI, LA
to the front of the line
We're gonna stay by
[Chorus 1]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo hand
Spin
La la la la la la
I find myself all alone don't wanna answer no calls
By the age of twenty four feel like I've been thru it all
It's always
ahhhh
Ley geh too rude she wan take eh from in my
Jean trysay she muh jeh take time my sunni vex cuh
I ready to Tbak eh
So so two by four neh in my area
there's ever been and everybody knows (they know)
I didn't choose the business life, I guess it chose me
'Cause I been workin' 'n' grindin' like all
gonna stay
We were tired in LA
Everyone was saying things will never go our way
That was 'til I met you
I won't throw that all away
You don't have to want
brother, Scrap Lover my other" -> Kane
"He's the greatest ever!"
[Repeat: x4]
"Hey hey hey! It's.." [Fat Albert]
".. Mister Cee as we say, my man
Caught in the rain
You say you're
Caught in the rain
You say you're
Caught in the rain
You say you love me
But you'll never change
Four AM flows I'm
Whodini, launchin' rockets in the 90s!
Now I remember in the days of way back
With just a 4 track
With no SP-12 to make tracks
Wearing leather
yeah
I got asthma
Lots of asthma
Milk it comes from cows
Do they ever say ouch?
Yahtzee its a game
This is my story, not my name
Ooh
La la la la
La la
la
La la la la la
Can't take no hand out not by no niggas
I count G-Unit not 50 Cent
Nigga broke as shit
Could pay your rent
I'm balling hard
Gray
the money is near, I ain't coming out the van
Keep close, gotta keep hoes by the G code
Got three hoes in the G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z hoes
a pussy, I ain't tryin' to change
Far from average, I'm smokin' this cabbage
Bottled teeth, joint karats, say cheese, make the cops freeze
Big cribs, four
the way i live and be aware of my surroundings and who ever i'm hanging with
Hey and i know this shit i got this glizzy right by me and i blow this shit i
above the rest
To see them livin' good
Is all I ever wished
It's Prima la Famiglia
Recognize and get familiar
I got their six
Every twenty four
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