Lyrics:
I'm back, nigga
I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit
And I'm never gonna let you down
Time flies by
I hope you realize that I
I'll love you forever now
I'm always gonna be right here
Always gonna cheer
loved her
She thought she had him forever
They did everything together
Even got a kid together
Then that nigga switched up on her every month
She had
a long road ahead but you can do this
I know it's tough and you've had enough
But people are here to show you love
Chin up kid it's gonna get better
Grab
spirits, see the blood I'm hackin' up
I love my kids and my fans, inside I sob harder
Cause you paid the price for my life and its right like bob barker
change my future with a glance
A wife and a kid, a house and a whip
It don't matter 'cause whatever it is, whatever it is
With you by my side I'ma do it
the sickest, and flow the quickest
But you stay booked forever 'cause you don't know the business
Got to give the people
Give the people what they want
yer bootstraps, kid, here's yer tough love
Told to vote the right way, then they went and turned on us
Christian politicians' time will come to suffer
Tough kid tells the sweet kid
Meet me after school
Back where all the couples go for parkin'
Tough kid stands there waiting
Book clutched in his
money it's identical
Yeah I'm the sickest with the pen, love to all my friends but I'm going clinical
I can't be soft spoken when I'm out moving like
hypin'
Claiming they got nothing but love
Keep the strap with me for when times get tough
Better yet rough
Meditated what I did the whole year
Thank God
By the time I'm 35
I'll be rich with some kids
Teach em that you decide how you gon live that life that you live
And protect them from all the stupid
At times I feel like slashing in Jamaican Queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid you're just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine
kick down ya door, and demand ya cake
Bell's palsy
But bitches still love my handsome face
Conway, this shit is like Deontay
Wilder versus a Bantamweight
Hey baby, how you doin'? What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, it's the same song
Tell my kids that I love 'em but don't tell 'em
I done been close, I done came far
Niggas act tough, but I was raised hard
Started at the bottom now I'm up in the stars
Everybody wants some love
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
kids, ayy
Come on, my nigga, let's get rich, ayy, ayy
Let's get rich
We gon' be rich forever and ever
We gon' be rich let's get rich
We gon' be rich
but I could love her forever
Look in her eyes and they're sun kissed, one love One night, one dress, one wish
I saw her face in oblivion, Elysian Fields
when she with me she naughty
Think she's obsessed with the way I be putting in on her love it when she calls me Papi
By the way that we pulling these
I'm 'posed to be, behind bars doing years
Or in the graveyard, with my peers
Street life, it's hard but it's fair
I swear to God I was the kid
kids that kids that putting lighters up
For Luna's mom and Julz (Man thats tough)
He do be droppin jewels
Hold onto the moments that you shared
May those
getting sticks to steal my glow
Sickest kid on a verse one man show
I be like a one man army
Y'all can't harm me
Get your whole crew if you want
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