Lyrics:
what I did, just to get by
She said, she don't wanna fuck, I said," bitch fine"
I can't love on you, baby, ain't the right time
I'll fight for you
memories and scars
Think you're hard done by ?
At least you're alive
See the guy checkin' out of Room 705
Checkin' out now, checkin out the (Rat Race baby
background checkin' how she feel about it
When you really feelin' that connection they gon' leave up out it
That's why I don't fuck with that
My happiness I
a bird
No time for the bullshit so fuck what you heard
Hoes wait 'til I dump a guy so they can get a turn
Checkin' on me so they can see what I be
canned food
Live by the morals that we grew up with
Can't tell us what we can or can't do
561 to the 305 welcome to south Florida we gon' rise
From
get so high?
I wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy?
(I know him and he does)
And you're my fact-checkin' cuz
(Aww)
Well focus
Two by two
Comin in two by two
Never been around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything
'cause you know people in California can't drive (D-P-G for life)
This is the late-night conversation hour, baby, comin' at you live
It's 2:35 AM from
she knocked at the door
I was standing with the keys in my hand to the four by four
Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw
The club was lit when
and my friend getting good with di sing
And I'm still with di team that put me on di scene
Girl you came by at the right time
Aw yeah yeah
Baby girl please
the tough guy role good, I ought to clap
and did a lot of rappin' too, I should've bought a track
I had to check this comb in your rug, checkin' for soil
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
Completely and totally intoxicated by my dreams and fantasies
Could be a tragedy
If it weren't the trajectory, there'd be nothing left to see
Wowie, what
butts
He could build a nuclear reactor
From a couple of coconuts
She said, "That guy's a genius"
I shook my head and laughed
I said, "If he's so
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Said that she interested
But she stressing
Second guessing 'bout confessions
So I questioned baby why what's wrong
That's when she said she got a guy
man
I walked out, hm, I got bout
Half-way to my car when I heard shorty shout
"Three thousand, forgot your credit card, smart move
By the way, my little
didn't add me back, yeah
And baby, I know, I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick in a line up of like 30 hot guys
Your eyes
& check-ins disabled for a reason
But these DM's are active after PM
She need to see him, can she maybe be my BM?
I catch a lotta flights or a bus or an Amtrak
& check-ins disabled for a reason
But these DM's are active after PM
She need to see him, can she maybe be my BM?
I catch a lotta flights or a bus or an Amtrak
memories and scars.
Think you're hard done by ?
At least you're alive.
See the guy checkin' out of Room 705.
Checkin' out now, checkin out the (Rat Race
make amends pray with my pistol if they catch me they gon take me out im chasing after Benjamin's ma yo baby on the paper route
my money family
I get raw fucked by a bowl now I'm nauseous
Playing hang man, but to talk is like crossword
Crossbow cross paths with my cross chain
Like floss
and Lil' Baby (yeah)
We got four choppers that's full (21)
Way before rappin', on God, I was trappin'
Sneakin' my Glock in Le Coeur (on God)
I got my K
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