Lyrics:
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
enough, to know that I have seen too much
See 'cause Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
Let me tell you Mr.
By then it is too late
'Cause Mr. when
say I'm too famous
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
I'm a G and a ruler, nickname me Mr. Mason
Playing with these niggas? I don't even
I be running and I'm rolling where I'm going
And I'm never too high on the cloud that I'm on
'Cause I will be gone by the morning
I'm just a player
Her
By The Way She Was Running Like c Fountain
You Was Born Screaming & I Was Born Scheming
Fox Fur On, More Swagg Than Willie Beamen
I'm Supposed To Be
It was a golden moment golden moment (golden moment)
In the history of TV news
No one could explain it
It just got great reviews
"Hey Mr. Clean
It was a golden moment golden moment (golden moment)
In the history of TV news
No one could explain it
It just got great reviews
"Hey Mr. Clean
too much
I've seen enough, I have seen enough, to know that I have seen too much
See 'cause Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
By then it
'm bumpin' screw music
With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke Duke
When I'm in Miami I go to scoop Luke
To see
my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
"Oh my God, is that a black card?"
I turned around
on my crew
I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees
So God please have a lil' mercy
me on my bum
When I shoot the moon, high jump thе broom
Like a preemie out the
Womb, my partner yelling, "Too soon!
Don't do it! Reconsider, read some
too
G-G-G-G, Shady
Shady Aftermath (yeah)
Me and Hit-Boy back on our shit, let's go
Yeah (G-G)
I don't think they know who they fuckin' with
HudMo Dope says "what's up?"
Go Dreamer's a (?), wish upon a star
I'm too cold for Pluto so I'm movin' back to Mars
This that spaceship, that space
'm bumpin' screw music
With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke Duke
When I'm in Miami I go to scoop Luke
To see
too much
I've seen enough, I have seen enough, to know that I have seen too much
See 'cause Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
By then it
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
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Blast
You can't run cos I'm way too fast
Barry Allen but the skin lil' dark
Top of the league and I never come last
Cos I'm Haaland, give me the ball
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
I be your favorite tune?
I want to be your breakfast in bed
And baby I'll be your food
Mr. Too Damn Good To You
Yes sir, hmm
you've been hurt
(Yea!), I drank (Yea!)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)
I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
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