Lyrics:
took my vision and blurred the lines
Got no reason to live, can't forgive myself this time
Why do I love to suffer?
Paid for crimes of another
Well
I got a plan but
Let the moments fall
Right into place
Racks in my face
That's what I pay attention to everyday
Come on
Yeah I own it
The future but
is getting married
Babies its crazy
How time flew by
But being back home
Reminded me of time
Nintendo on my mind
I might of been nine
Yo i gotta find
forget all of it
Now all i've got left for me
Is this fake life
And I guess I gotta go to it
Paid this price
Is this the life that you wanted then?
Nobody
keep it tucked
Drive by in a semi truck
They not real they pretend they us
I’m turning up I’m lit as fuck
Jungle juice just fill my cup
Got enemies but I
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in
tuition wasn't cheap
and he's only got these
foggy notions of what he paid
as he's burning records of a
debt of love
Now he knows sometimes even love is
you thought I would quit
With one hit
Man you got twisted
My life on line
So don't flinch
Blaow
Ring the alarm
'Cause here I come
More lethal and deadly
a key unlocked that cell
I heard a small voice say
Your debts been paid by somebody else
And now I'm walking, walking
Walking free
No more darkness
rushing down that freeway
Messed around and got lost
They didn't care, they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Surely make
paid me by the hour, workin' 24/7
Jag är samma gamla vanliga
Här vi åker runt i bilar, automatiska
De är tragiska, boom, pah
Dyker upp med min
dollars outta pocket change
We're talkin dive bars, bar rail and PBR
Drop every cent we got, tallboys and Dickel shots
No waiting in line no VIP
Just
comes to get me i've got no regrets
I threw it all on the table when I placed my bet
Said it all, did it all, and i'd do it again just so
So the world
to pack a black 22
By my waistline, buckin' your whole crew
I step through, and represent Black Moon
First, before I kick a verse, I puff a bag of boo
house tonight
We could sleep on the floor
I got this window that looks out to Orion
I paid extra for
Oh forget about the sun
He's forgotten us by
have learned a thing or two
But tuition wasn't cheap
And he's only got these
Foggy notions of what he paid
As he's burning records of a
Debt of love
what a priceless gem
When I took her out to the clubs, we got right in
She kept me safe, even held me down in fights with men
I like my murder
not a playa I just crush a lot
(Crush a lot)
I keep them chicks impressed by the whips I got
You seem to bitch a lot 'cause your man ain't never there
[Ad-libs]
Yeah
On this one we gonna get a little crowd participation on this one right here
y'all just repeat it before right here
[Chorus: repeat
and worked all their lives
Never made it ahead, let alone, couldn't even get by
Never got to enjoy what they worked so hard for
For our children who have yet
Quicker than my SS Go
Bitch pop one of these, now lets lets go
Uh, and just max the fuck out
Had the pussy feeling like he
Got packed the fuck out on mommas
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