Lyrics:
living good
n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood
i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g's n taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
a pack of fleas
Can I get me a freezy please
These H-Town freaks be a hundred degrees
It felt like a dream, sittin' on the lot at Dairy Queen
Very
a hundred thou'?
Being broke ain't really it's a mindset, and I'm just tryna figure out how
By the end of this year I can cash out in Newport on a 2.6 million
band way back in the 20s. I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again. And then I started working
the 13th of the month, I was planning for a picnic
As I was gettin' ready, it started to rain
I figured I'd have one anyway
Opened up my umbrella before I
Niggas be thinkin' I'm deep, intelligent, fooled by my college degree
My IQ is average, there's a young lady out there, she way smarter than me
I
I'm by your side
For one last night
For all of time
A hundred years
A million more
I'm by your side
So come on back to me, oh
Baby when
that old party started
I cant seem to take it
Everybody's fake shit
Ill just be here waitin
Thinkin wake me when I'm famous
So I'm
Back on my bullshit
Livin' with the whites, one big house
And not another nigga in site
I started off with too much cargo
Dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough
to the streets, I just played my part
Went and picked me up some work and I started trappin
I was in them trenches way before I started rappin
Fascinated by them
Livin' with the whites, one big house
And not another nigga in sight
I started off with too much cargo
Dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough
started blackin' out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by
Oh
Fly the wings of an eagle
No matter how high
I'll be thinkin' of you
(Repeat Chorus)
No matter how high
No matter how low
I'll be thinking of you
Nigga, we started out, hundred fifty dime bags in mama's house
Makin' five hundred a week, thinkin' bout dropping out
Sold dope in front of my brother,
This right here, right here, the real me
I had to make them folks feel me
I had some folks trynna kill me
Got niggas thinkin' they is me
I had
'Cause I got a daughter to feed
And two hundred dollars ain't enough to water the seed, the best thing
Would be for me to leave Taco Bell and hit up
the time no matter
How I'm livin for my niggas
Behind bars like Moe of the
Simpson
Motivated by looking at photos of Benz's
Hoping that one day they can
(June, you're a genius)
(Hitmaka)
Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I
(June, you're a genius)
(Hitmaka)
Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I
I'm by your side
For one last night
For all of time
A hundred years
A million more
I'm by your side
So come on back to me, oh
Baby when
You know what
I'm glad its over
Been thinkin I need to get sober
Been thinkin I need rethink about everything
Hopefully keepin composure
I know that
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You
couldn't even pay the rent, homie
Thinkin' 'bout it I'm wondering where the years went, homie
Just a youngin' tryna survive, they was hatin' on me
I was
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