Lyrics:
the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point
like this
Oh God I miss you, c'mon
Y'all can't see this (B.I.G. motherfuckers)
That this might be the night (Mobb Deep motherfuckers, Bad Boy
So just let the song play
The long way
The strong way
It's our day
It's our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step don't rush
Just wave that ting make a man Go dumb
Ay
Do the TC Bop
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step
am a star
And you might get hurt walking up to my car
I offer y'all
24 bars of rawLike eight balls
In hard or soft
Time I, push em off, they need help
to a halt
Why is time so still while I rush through my thoughts?
Don't queue the curtain yet
I need more time to feel you near me
In the corner of the night
Finding it hard to trust
I know you planning on us
Want me to fall to dust
Lately I'm getting that rush
Cause I got a feeling a feeling a feeling
Hard times gone by
Hard times (Happiest days of my life)
Hard times gone by
Late at night with the darkness here around me
I'm drinking all alone
Nothing
and a hard life I'm having a hard time
With growing a thick skin 'cause I soak up all the hurt
And hold it all within and I've been this way from day
I
and a hard life I'm having a hard time
With growing a thick skin 'cause I soak up all the hurt
And hold it all within and I've been this way from day
I
a while
Told my brother grab me another just to take the pain away
Told him we will make it out one day
Rolies just to tell the time party with us and you
missing you
Thinkin' of the day
When you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
I'll be missing you (I miss you, B.I.G.)
It's kinda hard
you change like night and day
Hard times make you wanna give in
I will stay by your side never fold
Never bend
Through the night hold you down
Hold your
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest
Work hard, play hard
That's the name of the game
Work hard, play hard
Every day, everyday, everyday
Work hard, play hard
That's the name of the game
Still moving uncomfy, done struggling
But without it can you say that you've done something
Day's work done by 1 something
I can't lie, it's all in me
I
On them days it get hard on them
Days it get trying on them days it's
Slow as fuck on your self you relying
On them days the money low on them
Days it ain't
I got to line them up
Anyone can get touched
Boy don't try to rush
See that your time is up
Look, you see how I hustle day to day
You know that my
a round of applause
Kept ma faith put ma feelings on pause
Break no band ain't no Big Time Rush
Cast full of fate wanna pick ma torch
You wanna rush wanna
out of bed
you don't feel yourself, every day you can't counter it
Mad at the world for all kinda shit you trynna quit
Cryin' erry night, pray the lord
level ya bitch up whipping that ay
Stay on ya journey its never a rush
Life is too short and who don't give a fuck
Thank god for better better days I was
mental, hustle, get the weed to spark
Niggas outside, all day, even after dark
Niggas hustle hard, like the Gods don't believe in God
Cocaine central,
It was difficult to navigate the world as a homeless teenager. My father was right. It was hard. And the world was tough. I think about this time in
dozen
Big mounds yeah
They'll bound to catch it too
We knew who ran the lick
And there day is coming soon
You gotta watch your back
I know I'm watchin
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