Lyrics:
Put me in a coma, thirty days I looked inside
Learned from an early age never to ask God why
But that's so hard when you're dying inside
Hard when
burnin
Way before they legalized that
Your girl sent me a snap I don't reply back
Shorty got a bubble butt with a thigh gap
Working through the day
bitch feelin that E
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Sippin the Moet Rose mixed with pu-ssy
Puffin the loosey, our frames by Gucci
She wanna roll with me cause I
And sum that cat, leave yo jacket ?
Come back wit gas they want they bullets from gunnin me (oh word?)
In front of me suddenly, like they down
i saw blood then shit got realer,
015, 6 man up in dinger,
By 16 bro i saw me a spinner,
Redz backed beef that day in the park,
That’s my nigga
home
They think he'll be alright, but they don't know
I got there that next day and as I knelt down by his bed
I cried, 'Daddy, don't you leave me
the speed again while
I got some good top back home
Prayin' I'ma come and let the hood shop
'cause I'm hangin' with the have nots
Reminiscin' on the days we
much clutter in my dome
I guess I let it go
Wanna clean it but I can't do it alone
When I think about the days that I would float by
Never even know why
to say that I'm lonely
Restless by myself, girl you know me
Just got used to being 'round you
All the time baby
I don't wanna be away
Too long from ya
was left alone
We all ur children at some point we hv to get back home
But u just take alot from me sometimes i can not cope
You took my mom and then my
Yup, I'm vibing with you
Go ahead and make your home movie
Girl I'm riding with you
'My Type of Party' still
Bumping in the 60's
Me and Archie Davis
and I write
'fore this life kills me I'll
Be killin this life
My laptops gettin payed all
Day that's beat money those jobs ain't me
These honeys think
God, I’ve been waiting on my blessings
Too often now I’m stressing
My apartment now is threatening
To put me out if I ain’t caught up by the 7th
My mama
confidant
My rock
The only piece of clarity
And when the world cut to black
You were always there to pull me out
No one could ever feel like home
The way you
here by 10:30, no later than
Drop them drawers, give me what I want
My man is my man, is your man
Heard it's her man too
My man is my man, is your man
than me
You a saint here on this Earth
And you deserve to find your peace
You'd think by now I would've learned
Not to fuck up everything
But if I said
give you every little thing that you like
Let me hear you say yeah
If you want somebody that'll be by your side
Someone that'll give you that kiss
too
Hell, I just went to church the other day
Here's a story about the boys of the alter
Some of them got between me and my halter
But I don't
take your score
And give me more
Slave to the music
I'm a slave to the music
I'm a party freak
And I really mean a freak
Every day of the week
(By Tracey Bryn & David Motion)
(in loving memory of Marlon, 1958 - 1993)
There is somewhere in the sun where we can run all day
And when it's warm
home, I got fifty messages
I only call back the girls with big big breasteses
Ooh, I got bitties, in all the major cities
The safest way to have sex is
finally gonna waste me?
Am I the worst compass I could know?
I took the bus across the bridge
Sold my bedroom from my home
Maybe it's the east coast
long ago
Folks overtaken by disease
All the people lost made me fall right onto my knee
All I could do is cry and shout
I knew I had to trust
I moved your picture from my wall
And I replaced them baby
Both large and small
And each new day oh finds me so blue
Because nothing
Nothing takes
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