Lyrics:
A million miles a minute, the second I'm in it yeah I be pacing
Bitch I'm back again
Been here since way back when, now let that shit begin
This album 2 but
to me in my dreams
Is she taken, is she taken? Is she mine, is she mine?
Don't got, don't care, don't have two ish to give
Let me take you by the hand
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
(Yeah, boy)
Gettin' faded to feel alive, yeah
Niggas hate, never in my face
I've been famous a minute now, yeah
Tryna maintain, I'ma need my drank
double j reddick from 3’ with berratas I send’a you’)
Can’t be tamed’
Tame’
No I can’t be tamed’
Tame
Tame(x2)
Can’t be tamed’
Hate.me’ butchu ain’t
And got an ass on her like a Chevy 74
But yo man fuck a bitch
I don't get intimidated by no sucker shit
On the grind from the minute I been up at six
And if
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
This isn't your average song
This isn't your average song
Your average song is three minutes long with a consistently smooth groove
a catchy tune
that is
(Just me up here, I guess)
(Oh, oh)
The magic of the moment snuck up on me
And caught me by surprise (ooh, ooh, ooh)
One minute I'm
Sarah for every minute
That she relishes in it
But I hate myself more for not
Standing up for Lisa back then
I was supposed to be her best friend
"Pay
lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super
pour
Niggas like, "Ruck, Fuck you rhyming to this beat for?"
Listen, life is like a muthafuckin' seesaw
One minute you hot, the next, "Yo, where's
innocent (he did it, he's black)
If I was white
What if he was white?
What if he was white? (Yo, think about that for a minute)
What if he was white,
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Money on my mind
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Money on my mind
That's the caption
Get paid by the minute
Quit asking
Oh' what, oh' when
That's
Lyrics -
Yo, we ridin’ sideways, this way, that way,.
Fade the front, side 2 side, I slide in the back way,.
Lemme catch my breath,.
Then it’s
Snooze
Give me some time
It will be fine
I'll be in it to win it just give me ten minutes hit snooze
What can't we do
When we are two
You drive me up
Two strangers
1969, that's when I arrived
Little farm in the country, I'm the youngest of five
Mom and dad was always fighting, they couldn't see eye
Yeah, I know that they hate to see me fucking winnin'
Fuck 'em all this is just the beginning
I can't give up, nah, no I cannot think about quittin'
haze route
Trying to be a good influence on the youth
So I push shit down, hide the real truth
Hate to lie, hate to be honest too
Honestly leaving bed
to you?
I hate when you call it pulls me in
You know I’ll pick up
The moon is falling
The car is racing
We’re just passing by
What little love
What
in my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes!
Niggas don't
Niggas need like an EP or an album to get they listeners hooked… get them in tune, you know what I'm saying
Not me though
Just give me two minutes
a minute
I hate living
I can't show I'm lost
Everyone act different
Everybody wants the sauce
We all just tap
Put in bottled Voss
Thought you had my back
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