feel horrible like today Sometimes you just feel like The tight pants that you have don't fit Sometimes guys just make you sick You're lookin' for somethin' to kick Sometimes
Translation: M2m. Sometimes.
says "Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed today?" CHORUS Sometimes you just feel like ---- The tight pants that you have don't fit Sometimes
[Verse 1 - Cyhi] It may seem I'm sitting on a fortune But sometimes money is just so important In my hood, I'm equivalent to Jordan Dribbling on the court
s also my mic hand Codeine in a Sprite can, ink on the white pad And I'm thinking of life, Anne and wrong and right Anne And sometimes I'm right and sometimes
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline I drive that mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline. Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch I'm
what i said, I gotta hole in my head, uh my head my head (oh oooh) Sometimes I go Crazy (oh oooh) Watch me Watch me (oh oooh) Sometimes I go Crazy (oh
I'm facing, The chances I'm taking, Sometimes might knock me down But no I'm not breaking. I may not know it But these are the moments that I'm gonna
way Everybody makes mistakes Everybody has those days Everybody knows what, what I'm talkin? 'bout Everybody gets that way, yeah! Sometimes I'm in
, I didn't promise you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometimes (Rain feels like this, check it) [Verse 2] I'm
guy where I was from he said oh, Canada kinda laughs it off, real funny huh? yeah, uh, come on (O Canada) 1-2, 1-2, mic check, 1-2, 1-2 yeah (O Canada
youknowhatI'msayin? This nigga dancin in the rain with kids climbin up mountains and shit YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm I'm I'm watchin this nigga video (I'm
Neptune's and we won't stop 'Cause we can't stop Yeah, let me tell you something Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick I was on 1-2-5 and
to cruise Sometimes I make the news, falsely accused I gotta shake the spot when the stakes is high A brother needs space like a vacant lot I'm lookin
spin, lowrider sittin' low Hittin' corners so hard, you can taste my rims Hard top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no tint I can't hide in New York City I'm '
thugs sound Can't touch clowns, slow slugs down O.G.'s raised me, baby G's praise me Since I'm a G, rep 3 'til I'm swazy Y'all cats fugazi, my shit's
don't love 'em trust 'em 'Cause he gon' break ya heart girl yeah [x2] Ballin ballin yea I'm straight ballin If I ain't up at the spot then I'm probably
Same color shoes You know Ima need to dress to impress Hair ponytail Little bit of make-up I'm chillin wit my man today And though I'm fly my gleam
