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gotta man up because I'm gonna be a father
Pull it off, I still told my mother, I'm thinking that she's gonna get mad at me
And all she said was
The trouble with concrete is the fabric of thought
If only we used it like we were taught
But battered by the pain and screams
We're left with rubble from these
with concrete is the fabric of thought
If only we used it like we were taught
But battered by the pain and screams
We're left with rubble from these
To Ye and Hov over there in Philly
I was up in Paris man
Standin' next to Diddy
And he introduced me as BIG
And told me I was killin'
And not that I was
ain't in the same tax braccet as me
I ain't beefin' with none of these niggas
Who gotta line up for the club and still go pay a fee
Say she likin' my
the grain
Gone fade me up get a nigga so slappy
Got a bitch yellow bone broad, yeah she happy
Watch that Mo-yo, fixin to solo
Ima come through cause my grass
That shit sounded so silly they was talking when they first told me
Really don't do this often I just felt I should be more open
She was after my heart,
here on This Week in Bible Prophecy
Tupac don't start that blasphemy in here!
Makaveli, the new breed, and I remember what my pops told me
The new
diamonds
The rest of me covered in gold
If it ain't ABN then why in
The fuck would I roll thuggin' by my lone
I'm knowing you niggas done told
Put you under
by praying
The elders, told me
My elders told me
The elders, told me
My elders told me
Strong strides through the tunnel into light
As I express
pain, know she cared for me
Gave me a number, said she recommended some therapy
I asked my mama why she didn't believe me when I told her "No"
I never
Silence of the lambs its too many sheep
While you reachin for your dreams its too many sleep
But you in it deep and you gotta keep goin
Through the pain
Silence of the lambs its too many sheep
While you reachin for your dreams its too many sleep
But you in it deep and you gotta keep goin
Through the pain
add
Ain't nothing you can tell me
I'm on them hills like I'm Jonathan Kelsy
Told her friends that she felt me
We mad love through the love hate lp
You
wheel
The kick real fuck a car crash dickhead
I'll really throw you through a windshield
Fuck ya accolades
I'm really tryin' to hear the
Pain that ya pen
like 2 of me
I know I'm the hottest but for that I had to go through hell
When my granny died I can't imagine how my mama felt
It's some years of pain
keep it so P I'm more church than ya deacon
I can't live broke bitch I trap or die feel like I'm Jeezy
Told me she hungry, I told the bih pull up and eat
never
They told me life is what you make it, I'm an architect
Cocaine in my mother apartment, I wasn't talkin' yet
Seen fiends noddin' off, I wasn't
I tried to give you my heart but I'm stressed I started making a mess
She couldn't treat me the best I started dealing with
I started making it
I know y'all don't see me on tv
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check billboard and Pollstar
Before y'all get to crying
She say, don't you get involved
They was spose to be yo niggas
But they neva even called
And so I keep my circle small
Got me staring at these walls
said Jay.sin are you proud of me
Told her i can do it don't be doubtin me
Ion like noone need you here by my side
By my side
And she don't need help
She
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
something
Diddy on the phone: "nigga get your swagger right!"
J told me to drop it on your head: swagger tight
nigga spending money like I just won
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