this traffic mob and at the same time earn a dollar i thought i'd be better off leavin my hometown but i find myself wanting to get back there everyday now so i
I saw but I woke up all alone If I had the choice to choose You know I'd choose to lose them low down Sunday Blues Well I guess I'll get up and drive
see Where i'm coming from And leave all when i'm done Haters miss me with a bunch joke Cuz this place's about to blow I can push stroke here And ninety
the shade and hangs her head to cry. She wonders how it ever got this crazy. She thinks about a boy she knew in school. Did she get tired, or did she just get
the clock now Gettin money am I forced to put the glock down Glock Down, Glock Down We expanded all the pipes now And I'm a get accustomed to this lifestyle
All for one All for all out fun Gotta go to it Gonna go through it Gotta get with it Lookin' good Down the hood Of a funky ride On the way To the tide
my life I spent the night With dreams of you And the warmth I missed And for the things I wished They're all coming true I've got my love to give And
that I be kissing When I'm kissing, what I'm missing won't you listen Brown sugar babe, I gets high off your love, don't know how to behave I want some
the shade and hangs her head to cry She wonders how it ever got this crazy She thinks about a boy she knew in school Did she get tired or did she just get
a bear (I'm a kill em) That motivation I ain't lyin I swear (I'm the nigga) I got my ear to the streets Back to the bullshit I'm tryna eat I'm on my bullshit
through it Gotta get with it Lookin' good Down the hood Of a funky ride On the way To the tide Just to tan your hide In the shade Lemonade In the sun ocean spray To get