I just love when I'm with you, yeah, shit is on ten We to be friends, girl, and even back then You would look at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby, yours Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, shit belong to nobody and that What me think about the game, girl And how I switched it up a new thang Young nigga came on his Wu-Tang And nowadays I ask about who got it, they say it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, shit belong to nobody, it's yours It's yours, that's for
How you feel about, coming home with a, for the night? If you nervous, hit the lights, I we only fucking out of spite your man don't do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so good Then I hit you with the 9 a.m. in Dallas who you like, baby, who you
Machine gun raps for all my in the back packed, just glad to see the city on the map I just gave the city life, it about who did it first It's about who did it right, niggas like "Preach" Open cases on me for a half a million I find knowing that it's harder in the streets I know, luckily I have to grow there I would only go there there's niggas that I know there I know what's getting into me I just like the rush when you see enemy somewhere in the club And you realize he just not in a position to reciprocate energy You ain't ever worried cause he's not who he to be People like Mazin who was a friend to me Start to become a memory Things change in that and this life started lacking synergy And with me mentally, I think it's meant to be Paranoid, always with my mothafuckin' boys But you gotta understand when yours They really leave your ass with a mothafuckin' choice, man
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