clothes, the hos I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I see ya I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea Yeah, I
Last Hope [Chorus] [Jay-Z] I Told You Niggas 9 10 Times Stop Fucking With Me Put That Knife In Ya Take A Little Bit Of Life From Ya Am I Frightening Ya? Shall I
alone and before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know before I leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know
let these niggas know who I am Yeah I'm 'bout to go H.A.M. Hard as a muthafucker, let these niggas know who I am Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM
helping hand Once I was a deceiver, now I am a believer But it took me, who I was and where I?ve been To make me who I am Oh, I?ve seen the little
when the flood water pours from the mouth? I've been given all I wanted. Only three generations off the boat. I have harvested and I've planted. I am
dem hope you aint around when them rounds get sprayed at them (BLAWW!) K-I-M its the way I am the way I play you Ho's weren't bread this way BK! BK (
the side of your dome, come outta my throne I got this, locked since '9-1 I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced Gave y'all chapters but now I
And to that man I propose a toast In the sixties, he had lotsa freebie sex But now he's getting down with the DVX Excuse me fellas, am I to understand
Do I walk slow or if I run am I'm missing something I took the time out to save a little bread Now my eyes, got water in 'em Why the fuck am I still
I got a big beach, you got a beach chair I?m the big picture and you?re just a small square But who am I to say I?m better man I just want this sh-t forever
I, I fly above, I, I fly above, I, I fly above It's beneath me, it's beneath me It's beneath me So I fly above all the haters I, I fly above, I, I fly
you're professing The right to teach us our direction But I found out on close inspection True imperfection I'm looking for a new direction Where in the world am I? I
you how lucky you are to break bread I'm tired of sonnin niggaz that don't believe us I'm at ya life savers alone wit my sneakers I went from humble beginners
And in your eyes I can see I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world Lost in a sea of faces Your body's the bread, your blood is the wine Because
Benz Jeep and creep on it Do you, like, yeah, faggot, screw you What the fuck am I to do now? Just lay back like I'm that lame bitch, dude I'm that same
