Lyrics:
my mind was, keeping you by my side no I don’t want any problems
Getting close to me naw I wouldn’t do it they know I’m back in the game no wonder why
walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
invade my space
I'm better off MIA
I'm better off MIA
What you thought was
I would drop for your call
That's the typical, It's different now
You won't hear
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Bitch, I am hot shit, you know that I'm right
You came with your friend but you spending the night
You tripping on nothing, that's just what I like
You
this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,
I don't wanna talk
All them stories been told
Read my strife like a book get grown
All that I see inside your life
Row right by seen it all in slow
Went from breaks up to great love all by myself
So if you're having girl problems then I'm happy to help. What?
I friggin' manage it well
If you're
happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin
Do we have a problem niqqa, whats happenin round
We can do this shit rite now you know how I get down
Mane
get what I deserve don't I?
(Don't I)
Truth be told I been runnin' and I don't know why
I got a problem with money and I just don't know why
I need
life?
I don't know
Keep your secrets for another one
I don't care if you're by my side
I don't know
Tell me what's your problem girl
I won't be your
L-let go of all the memories, let go of what you said to me
I put all my pain inside my problems and my melodies
Three-five and a Russian piece
Heal all
you are the realer your problems
I reached for the stars but I just kept slipping
On this life mission, never know what's next
Ancient kings from Egypt,
What's On Your Radio
What's your problem?
What's on your mind?
You're letting everything fall by the wayside
Check the program, stay
overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that LOUD
Gold tooth shine like TA-DOW!
Biggie Smalls the illest and how
Phrase raise your eyebrow
By now you
Welcome and thank you for shopping with us
I'll be your assistant today, can I ask your name?
Of course, I go by Beezy
Pleasure to meet you Mr. Beezy
to hide,
Now you left on empty inside
You conceal what was real
Leaving how you feel behind and hitch a ride
With the ones who tried to change your mind
But
If you ain't gettin' guala, nigga shut the fuck up
If you ain't bout a dollar, then nigga shut the fuck up
We don't care to hear your problems, so
on a leash nigga
I smoke it by the pound what you talking 'bout
I dick your bitch down then I walk it out
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
of us
I'm eating her up like she ananas
I'm calling you private anonymous
If the money is there you can count on us
And I wonder the fuck what your
faintly rises in his voice
The choice is mine
When it comes to haters living or dying
Blueprinted crimes illustrated by your baby
The unlady like
I'm young and nothin' (oh, no)[02:55.84]On the coast, on the wave, on the island[02:58.42]Emm punch in, I need to hear your problems[03:01.50]I just
problems too
And I’m getting money now, what it mean to you?
They gone assume that I’m happy
That stands true when I’m rapping
My mood change when I’m not
I
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