Lyrics:
pan out uh
I wonder if you still wearing my shirts in the bed you lay in
Did you buy more pillows?
Did you cry like I did?
I brought you up so I could
Lil Will
Need you in my bed
No Dru Hill
Let's rebuild
Staggered steps in the lobby
Trynna get to the room so I can catch me a body
Know she trynna ride
when I'm out of town (yeah)
Prada on my face so she wan' see me now
White bitch gonna pop a couple pills
Said her parents live up in the hills
Said she
and sweat between us
You're like honey on a breeze
We mix so good together
Just like sex on the beach
Calling my line, party outside
Top of the hill
the moneys that has ever been made by anybody
In the world
Cuz I'm the fucking best
I be fucking paying my bitches rent, yeah
Yeah I can't do that thing that
no horizon
Crime pays, and in my mind state felt like my soul was dying
So I write pages versatile like the Lifesavas when it hurts to smile
Can't
AKs, murder
Dumb, pour up, with smoke, go crazy, go dumb
Yeah, niggas ridin', slidin' by my take a bitch so keep her close
Ice cup, red rum
Choppers,
to hate
ain't nothing change but the women and the living is great
nowadays they got a ????
I don't fly but keep a plane close by in case
with the
Rockin on a rappin rampage
In control of the stage
There's a mouse in my house, so I bought a cat
The cat ran away, cause now there's
get gaffled in the mix
So I guess I'll keep stacking, breaking the law
Checking a fool, wrecking and breaking his jaw
Gyeah, that's life in
a picture/ so I take my paint and brush and I just mop it out/and if its bullshit in the frame I just crop it out city
Verse 3 :DiorCEO
I was bred by
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
of motion
Awoken emotion, it's like I'm lacking the will
Without an ounce of power in my gut, so I just chill
Reflect and reset, my content's a threat
Now
Circle, G
[Jay Dee]
If you don't work, you don't eat, need I say more?
Cause I'm a kick my rhymes in abundant while you stay poor
Since I was 14 I raised
like a cabin
Hit the blunt man I thought I was dabbin
S/o to Wheezy yeah wus hannin foo
Good weed got me up the hill like Dru
Mdmg man s/o to the crew
a gun, I'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms
Fuck your love songs
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do
Ice Cube sell out? You say, "Hell no!"
A black woman is my manager, not in the kitchen
So could you please stop bitchin'?
"Stalkin', walkin' in my
rockin on the ra-dioooo
Hahh, huh, the oooh-child too chill
Caps peeled, Someone In My Bed like Dru Hill
Raise 'em up, cause I feel my spot can't be
"I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss,
Your new gun with you."
[J-Dee]
I heard you had beef on your block
So you bought you
resign
Subconscious hills travel in my brain and that's why
I'm sifting through the clutter
Chaos lives
Buried in my thoughts
Yes it is
My collage
We're in love. My girl's so happy
Aho! I'm sweepin' away because I said to my girl I'm leaving you girl
And she said, go ahead, I'm going to bed
But
Junior high
And I got by this time in life
By blasting out Aquemini
That's back when Pac had a every eye
So my many times I've tried to make this right
here the weed at
Somebody sleeping in my bed
All I do is bump Dru Hill
Damn I should have took the blue pill
It's too real, I sign for 22 Mill
of this shit
I Can not walk on my legs
Because there broken little sticks
So imma lay in this bed and come up with this mix
Mix
See I’m Tryna fix my tune do
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