and shit, stay on the grind, it's just excuses Girls lookin at you, you useless (word?) When everything is wrong, it look like it'll fall I'm on the
promise is death to you And it's true my only fear is I have none My conscience makes me keep me to myself cause I blast one And I can fall asleep right
4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying not to fall and risk my freedom again trying
a slab and shit a nigga was dying I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to ball
Look, its not a game, me B, I ain't playing Beep behind me player, so you here anyway You don't hear what I'm saying Me fin-nini-na Fee-fi-dididee-yay
break well it does and i fee fall cant stop this at all i tumble and fall into your hands It all falls empty everything i do yes it all falls empty
and shit, stay on the grind, it's just excuses Girls lookin at you, you useless (word?) When everything is wrong, it look like it'll fall I'm on the job
ball out, never have a fall out Roll around town no doubt with the 'Moe God Khan Have that dough see, have that Cabana, have that Prada and Sean John [Hook x2] [Equipto:] Man everything
time? Giving me a friendly line And when our thoughts just last a day Even so, isn?t this the price I pay? Everything is A Ok And if I fall down, she
(I see now) Yeah, I want y'all to listen Question.. (Aww) [Verse 1: Kanye West] Now how the hell I end up arguin' wit this bitch? (Aww) Know everything
they don't fear God Plus we're in the era of the "Human Superstar,? But no matter who they are they fall tryin' to pull a "coupe de tat? Answer me, how
prevail (keep on) And to my sisters in the struggle alone And to my brothers that's locked in jail just (keep on) [Verse 2: Lord Tariq] Yo in the early days of the Lord everything
I could buy a freak, toss her up, and call her my lady? Well that sounds pretty damn reasonable I'll just pay her, if that's all that's pleasin the hoe Everything
want to be who? You can't be me Shorty gave me that ass on GP Rollin' in a G-500, or the Porsche, roof open And I know that you're hopin' that I fall
flex bass beats and your best mates all down Nice sound, smirnoff ice round. MC's clowning, ruud boyz frowning Everything's sweet everything's tucked
30 grand help you perform at the wake Touch ya life and everything I touch I take Hate me now cuz later gon be too late I merk you Everything I spit
was mine.. [CHORUS: female singer] If the world was mine (If this world was mine) The world was mine If the world was mine (I'd do everything) I'd give you everything