to say Well, I'll find something, someday I thought that I was better off I was wrong, I am where I don't belong In a flash, I am gone To return, where
I'll find something, someday [Chorus:] I thought that I was better off, I was wrong, I am where I don't belong In a flash, I am gone, to return, where
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?", niggas actin like I ran away Hear not, bitch I'm still the king, check the resume Asshole til they bury me or I get sent away Ballin off, don't apply
Nigga, I'm hot Don't be tight cuz you not Just be happy I'm lettin' you breath I'm the good, I'm the bad I'm the Devil, I'm Jesus It's Young Money bitch
, fuck a Benz, 'cause I could pull skins on a pedal-bike. Props, I got the most, no MC comes close,coast-to-coast, shows I host, foes I roast, adios, I
his clouds. Rather be off'ed then, soft wit his style. I got hopes that my life might get better, but I've been broke so I might swipe ya chedda. You
plans, my big mans and them Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them See I was always good at science, in the class I was
) and I aint even planning to call I want this shit forever mayne... ever mayne.... ever mayne.. ever mayne Lil' Wayne: shit nigga, this is what I does I swear I
girl she the one for me and i aint even plannin to call i want this shit forever mayne (Lil Wayne) Shit, nigga, this what i does i swear i aint lyin
you better dead her, I told you Shape and mold you, son, you then I hold you Like a pimp mind control you double edge blow you It'll be I like I'm supposed
, up off of my twitter I'm back up on my [unverified] And when I see the stage, I'm a black black dad I shoulda listen to myself Before I let you in,
outs I got a plan, I'll turnaquet my quest THEN FEED a needle into battling to mute the mess WHEN patience galas with absentee BALLOTS I shove in the
're better off this way Maybe you're better off this way Maybe you're better off this way Maybe you're better off this way You're better of this; you
these styles I kick should be called Bic raps Drawin' the pussy out the nigga after my prize, 'cause I won it They stomach what I throw, they know I'