Lyrics:
And I dedicated it to someone I thought was down
To be by my side for the rest of my life
But that didn't turn out
But I still do love her and hope she
my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you
meant it
All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon
Fuck the system, I'm that
they would do the same for us
It's like I never wanna stop by the time we making love
You saved my life, I can't lie, I never thank you enough
I believe
gonna be enough
She always talks about the guys she fucked
She's 5 foot tall but you're still too short
She gets heartbroken by fucking dorks
And your
the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy
Except, of course, for
it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
You niggas all my sons, can't front
You're a wasted nut
I don't give a fuck if you
Bitches call me a deadbeat
Been handin' L's all my life
And I don't
Nobody don't care, nobody I swear
That's why my life's upside down
That's why my life's upside down
Nobody don't care nobody I swear
That's why
Nobody don't care, nobody I swear
That's why my life's upside down
That's why my life's upside down
Nobody don't care nobody I swear
That's why
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot, then
Emi a se' opolopo odun l'aye
Ki olohun so wa dele l'ayo atalafia
Wan l'okare westernized by default
Cream of the crops
Where the root of all evil
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
see L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we first
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
See L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we
They say what I'm tryna do
Has never been done I wanna try
I will not be defined by
Old failure I'm a new guy
I used to like the adderall
Till I
letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke hoes need to throw in the towel
Life's a wheel of fortune
I don't know none of these guys
The realest niggas in the city
These bitches there, they rolling with me
'Cause all the realest niggas they in
this
I want to be the reason 1000 people get saved everyday
I want to win album of the year just by announcing that I'll make another album
I want to be
Listening to Britney
Her new album
Back to the Noughties
I went from 8 to 18
Everything from a nightmare
To Beyonce sweet dreams
Moved from Brisbane
extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium
This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium
I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425
still ridin' beach cruisers
Dude, I see through you, 'cause you're plastic
Bring the beef to you, put the heat to your vlastic
Fuck the last album, this
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot,
of a life
Ik ben op betable's hime, met die flex ben ik ook levels te high
Day ones, nog steeds met dezelfde guys
Money is clean en m'n hands sanitized, yeah
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