Yeah, see I try to keep a space and all that but, sometimes it's just hard you know...
1] Drama, sins, and the blood of money, more murder I can get my all done at night Yes, I know, I'm talking But I live a fucking life Paranoid on the daily, consequences of not right Told me the new aggressive This old shit had my heart broken in Last year I for a shorty from Texas I wasn't myself while I stood in her Lost my mind trying to please a I been M.O.B. ever My emotions keep them in Hard your passion's heaven's sent Years ago I let the in Felt alone had my He want my soul, but he'll never win, the Lord always beat him The memoirs of a sinner Get money nigga, half The God of Bleecker Street, Get a on to believe it But you should just for him I'm hit with the same song My brother always on my back, dog, like why this rap take long? You watchin' niggas, fuck they doin I ain't really got to say to 'em let 'em know there's a war coming When the bullets fly, rain on him
Cross my I hope you die Tell 'em charge it to the game, do the same, boy, that's a lie Want the money, the fame, simple, plain, don't ask me why my fingers up Tell F' 'em if they ever try, yeah Ain't no switching sides, lie, wish I would bitch Caught up in this life, I was born into this shit Now I pay the price, roll the dice, make a good I'm just cold as ice, it's a vice, wish I could kick bullshit
2] Yeah, look at my life, they they could study me The