but I just don't change a thing Its all in my head all my hopes and my fears And I lay it all out all for you all to see and its All in my head
remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed
the question, you feel me? My father was wrong They say, I'm wrong, so they say So they say Ha ha, come on It's like this right here To all my niggas
's the monster do Monster Giuseppie heel, that's the monster shoe Young Money is the Rasta and a monster crew And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank
kill the hypocrisy, this an aristocracy Im Socrates but my skin more chocolaty ''Whats up wooo?'' Thats old news Im in a speed boat, in my boat shoes Ha? I swear my
the dope lady Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gonna hate me I got a good heart, and a good brain You heard my gangsta story, my life was off the chain My
watching my cutie pie get beautified Make me want better jewels, a newer ride Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much pride Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good
[Lil Wayne] Fo' fo' bulldog, my, my, my pack I point it at you and tell it fetch I'm f**king her good, she got her legs on my neck I get p**sy, mouth
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, fetch I'm fucking her good, she got her legs on my neck I get pussy, mouth
I get more head than a pigtail Pussy Mansion I'm gettin' the munchies I think Ill have a rap bitch for my entree' 'Cause they be thinkin' niggas spit, spit shine my shoes
ready? x3 Lets go Are you ready?x3 Lets go Are you ready? YEAH I'm coming up with all my girls Were gonna party like theres never a worry cus Good time
enough we let you step on our glow When my nephew died, daddy dead Niggas took the price on my uncle's head Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled So
it's the 80's No lenses checkered shoes I got a drink in my hand You know my favorite one Its red bull and vodka nigga, I?m faded sonnn And then I get those call From my
the Bobby Marley legacy My knees they've got some cuts and bruises from skating all my days when i'm skating with my friends my troubles drift away I say my
abuse wouldna??t wish it upon my worst foe a day in my shoes thata??ll just eliminate any excuse and why entertain em old me woulda?? a lost my sensea??s ya??all
all along Double-headed monster with a mind of his own Cherry red chariot, excess is just my character All black tux, nigga shoes lavender I never needed acceptance from all
