Another day goes by in this desolate city disgusted with everything I see I never realized this is how it'd be Everything is changing Everyone is
I'm tired of living this so called life I'm tired of all the pain and strife Everyday is a constant struggle A fight for something more I try so
You look at me with shame in your eyes A shell of a person I once held so tight The word friendship brings back so many memories My heart skips a
in the bushes? You better speak out or I'm a let my shotgun song sing out" Who is this? I hope this ain't the law Jump out the bushes with my sawed-
speak it I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends Outside, these pretty clothes I live but with the titty-ho Knock a nigga out for the
meantime, let me hit that Get you down on all fours like a Kit-Kat I'm tryin' to split that, shouldn'ta did that In and out with the quickness Now what
I split them down the middle I could swing back and forth for three days, rephrase If I had two horses and I beat them with authority I?d gallop all the way
say Poppa very Look forward to me like commissary All of a sudden, now everybody Big Willie Done did it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted Or get your
speak it I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends Outside, these pretty clothes I live, but with the titty-ho Knock a nigga out, for
speak out or I'm a let my shotgun song sing out Thug Queen, the horse stealer? Who is this? I hope this ain't the law Jump out the bushes with my sawed
be/ across the from ya crib/ like behind the tree/ on my way to ya doorstep/ like behind the key/ Man/ y'all Nigga better keep buy me/ or bring out that
our breads, now go figure What? From tha 17th, I back down from no nigga Had me four deep in four cars on your block with four triggas Man... ya'll niggas
boy It's a hard life we livin', they 'bout they drama We earn stripes for killin', I'll attack like a rhino Some of the time motherfuckers be off they bases Way out
can get that But in the meantime, let me hit that Get you down on all fours, like a Kit-Kat I'm tryin to split that, shouldn'ta did that In and out with
employs the unbelievable Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine With a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until You start to quiver, metabolism splits
clique Truck packed full of niggaz with the strap and the whip Get the gat out of the stash, put it back on my hip Gat butt you in the face, split and
cause the foes poppin' Six foes hoppin', got the whole world poppin', collaz! Milluem Dots, mo' ice than eskimo Motherfucking money strong, y'all got the game wrong Four
on [Vita] Yo, yo, yo who that be? V-I-T-A Big Momma lady murders away We play twenty-four hours a day Mind on money twenty-four hours a day It's hard
