Lyrics:
Harlem but im balling laker
50 cent got 21 questions on my mind
Do you love me for me or do love whats mine
I just wanna be rich
Yeezys on my feet put
to go, no matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born black, in this white
through your windows or your door
Grab it by the tail
Yucca man
Yucca man
If I had a dollar--cut it in two--give you fifty cents
But the rock will
die before I’m born
I drove 50 miles on the highway to start my job at the deserted radio tower
A small empty shack with a giant antenna
And I was alone
That's why you gotta watch your friends you
Got to watch me they conniving, shit
The first chance to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent
?
With cutting me and cutting out, you tell me why,
I die inside everyday I’m a shadow with two feet,
Where was you when I was left alone, with no food
?
With cutting me and cutting out, you tell me why,
I die inside everyday I’m a shadow with two feet,
Where was you when I was left alone, with no food
I need to be alone
I ride alone
And if it comes down to it, I'm a die alone
Two seater
Told your girl she can ride along
We smoking
Had to ask her
alone
I was born to roam
These cold dark streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side
I closed my eyes to the danger
Made friends
me yeah?
I don't want to be alone
I keep this hoe with me yeah
Keep the bro with me
And his chopper hold fifty yeah
I don't want to be alone
I keep
see me stroll by
In the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye
I'm sick now, I think I'm catching glaucoma
Standing on the corner, looking for weed donors
to die
And do we ask the lord
To rectify
Take me to the throne
Where am sitting all alone
IV been waiting since I am born
To gain it by my own
These lands
Man I stand alone
Squeezin on my pistol
To ya dome
Be my next body
N***a lay yo ass gone
Yeah, born like a gangsta
I’m gone die a gangsta
On the East
take
But I'm hoping at the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine
Walking through the city streets, is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone
got the paper plates all in the cabinet
And the digital scale all in my boot
In my pocket got the flaming hot 50 cent juice
Cause I never forget where I
to see.
I'll pray and try to fight the fright that this was your only night.
That fateful night under the silver moonlit sky
You were born and you were gone
the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed
For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my
tell me what i did wrong
If i knew i could've been gone
I be better all alone by myself
At the end we die alone
Just like i was born alone
If i told you
the point of success if you're all alone (If you're all alone)
Am I winning if nobody ever calls my phone (Calls my phone)
Doing shows, making bread,
I was born real nigga I aint never been a hater
When I was a jit all I wanted was the paper
Dream of going big cant wait to be major
I was born in
can't take no more
Heard from the Lord
That you knew me when you made the umbilical cord
Double edge sword
Live by the sword I'll die by the sword yeah,
Memories are born again
People grow witness change
Trust again, break the chains
Memories are born again
Memories are born again
Written by a psychopath
hypnotized by the hollow moon
Everybody keep watching the skies
Everything you know is a lie
From the day you were born
You were born to die
Everything you
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