Lyrics:
shit is his life now, and he ain't having nowhere to hide now
He's questioning his motive and decisions
And really, the kid'd prolly be dipping if it
at work she can’t wait till I’m home
I said I would quit but I can’t even quit
This rap shit I do man I swear it was meant (stop that shit)
Having this drip
suite bitch this ain't no Presidential
Smoking Maui Wowie got it cloudy now a nigga can't see shit
The teacher asks me what I want to be when I grow up
haven't been around
But I can be like that
What's your excuse
I got you love
Toxic
That's toxic as hell
This generation is messed up
And it needs to go back
don't need a glock no
You cannot take my life into the darkness
All I ever wanted for you was to be my princess
Can't even think man fuck that shit
It's
do I wont be true to my game
Word up
I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix I'm in love with two women
That's word to moms
I
just can't remember it all
What am I doing? What am I doing?
Oh yeah, that's right, I'm doing me, I'm doing me
I'm living life right now, man
For everything they've done to me
With all this cocaine
I'm still missing you daily
But all of this pain
It just happens to drain me
I'm living
Running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man, running man
I can't get too high right now, I'll blow my brains
will forge it
I am so pure and so gorgeous
Iiiiii'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you whores
Pimples in all of your pores
Walk on all fours
Can't
wife-beater, lost his Nike shoe
It's in your ass (hey), he's in your ass
He's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name? (Hey)
Cinderella Man
week and
Now it's time to re-up
All these keys in this Prius
Now this bitch a Kia
Pray for Cita, the kids and the work
Pray that none of my niggas get
clouted
I got too much damn money, I can't even fucking count it
Teachers used to bump my music in gym and accounting
Who is him that be talking
Wasn't it you who called me on the phone
Wasn't it you who wrecked my home
Wasn't it you who wanted life alone
You must be crazy (got me turn
at twenty-five, I can't afford it
Beef assorted like Godiva chocolates
Niggas you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock it
Plan aborted, you and your mans
at twenty-five, I can't afford it
Beef assorted like Godiva chocolates
Niggas you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock it
Plan aborted, you and your mans
y’all
Ayo, Santana, holla at these niggas, man
This nigga got to be stupid
Nashawn, running his mouth, man
Why did he do this?
He don’t understand it’s
an extended clip on it
My tech got all kind of shit on it
My pound got a body on it body on it
My man put a body on it body on it
Yeah, this right here one
on you to eat man
That night you can't sleep
You gon' realize that this is bigger than me
Get it, get it, get it
I pray that you get it even if I
not having it, no I'm not having it
You gotta do a lot more and that's just how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't runnin' up in me
I need a man
mean those that been since the beginnin'
(Cause some of y'all cut out when it started rainin')
Now check me at the movies I'm rollin' like Black Man
I
fucking mental stability
Man, fuck this
Ahaha
Shit
Fuck it all man, fuck this shit
And I just fucking loathe
Every time I been showing up
And it's just
at you and they go
"this is a guy who’s got millions of dollars
He's got
A beautiful wife and a new baby, we can’t
Possibly hurt this guy" And to be honest
think I still can't care cause I can't
Don't think my mind won't change cause it won't
Don't think I don't love you cause I don't
Well all my tossing
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