-movin upon my soul Oh, death how you're treatin' me You've close my eyes so I can't see Well you're hurtin' my body You make me cold You run my life
just gonna rock this joint, yo go head, go head Here it go, press record All eyes over here, we about to show you You know, ballers down the hill Ayo my
lights when i hit town im on my kayne shit now you know how i get around you see how my rims glow you see how my chains shine i cant get away from the
yeah uhh they no i wanna shine they turn my light's off they no I love to rhyme they turn my mic off what can a do to get this dirt off my shoulder
click pow, hananana click clack on all yall/ i got my chrome protect my dome, plus my mask n my mic/ i got my own version called the ghetto passion of
they down up north Pull up yo' britches You bitches been caught Said they got something, some shit You fucked up when you thought about it You dealin'
but why did my life have to be this way I rock Velour suits, flavors like mixed fruits my loot give recoup razors in my suit incase you try to troop
rep all day, and my eyes red cause of all that haze, dont blow my high, let me shine Jumpin on that beat, let me take my time Nigga want beef we can take
a roster i got something special for you when i get you home you should let me drive girl the rides real long if you wanna ride ride ride you can you
boy you know your hitting my spot right there just call me whenever you want and boy ill come cuz cant nobody do it like you cuz your number one you know
dreaming on And wen you saw me I'm the one that you were scheming on And when you need it, I'm the shoulder that you would be leaning on Take off that
Forget me not, I rock the spot, check glock Empty off a lickin' off a hip hop Fuck the billboard, I'm a bullet on my block How you dope when you payed
(ok) cause I'mma real nigga and you a real bitch and I take you there clothes on clothes off 45 minutes straight zone dose off close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you
check you out Thinkin' to myself how can I get you now To me my number one you know where I'm comin' from Keep you shinnin' baby, like a bunch of summer
can show you how to get out there and get it You love yo daddy I know ya with it That's why I got love for you 'cause you get out there and do what it
azz out doz, nigga, brang yo azz out doz You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you) You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz Brang yo azz out doz,
Verse 5) You hotter than an aisle on the stove, (Yea) Temptation got ya outta control, (uhuhh), You tremblin' like you out in the cold(oooh), You screamin' you cant take
you... 'cause baby you?re my everything I wanna runaway, (I wanna runaway) with you (I wanna runaway) I wanna runaway...'cause baby you?re my everything We got off