already cried I been here before, dead to me is not new my heart safe it, mamma don't, cops too I got my best to get my purpose to the Lord but sometimes
at the sky My niggaz, don't be afraid to look up at the sky Let me tell you story of my situation Let me tell you story of my situation Let me tell you story of my
Heard you in the booty club tryin' to get new love I wanted to scream and shout but I went home Just picked up the phone cleared your bank account out
small it limits The size of the dream and you achieving it A new panorama with your arms around me I see my life how it should be You can lead a heart
Chorus) Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are giving Questions existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit
money, die for my niggas, run from the law Catch me smoking my weed or fucking your whore Push my whip to the limit kind of hoping it flip Throw my clip
in it for longevity, stripes and stars And the world might change if ever I quit blessin' it Just use my illest verse to throw in the New Testament
the strength and you the weak link in the click It's obvious you pussy I could see the pink in the clit I seen the chip and my clip of my daily desert
' to do in the hood is stay alive Make a little money with Destiny's Child Thugs hear this song, they dance, they go wild Like Texas, they movin' like no-limit
crying in the wind I must answer myself everyday Was it worth all pain, I'm crying in my sleep And my conscience will never be clear All of a sudden my eyes saw new
Ray Allen 3 it I'm Rondo on the Bongos, when giving you my convo We ain't been home since you was snatched out The Congo Toast to progress as I'm staring out my
come out, this wasnt posed to come out They let that new drug out, they let that new drug out My niggas bout to dumb out, my ladies bout to bug out And
Strongly got to be it if you wanna get through it Strecth your mind to the limit you can DO IT Its almost like I got the world on my shoulders, sumtimes
you ain't ever been broke For you to judge me's an insult, it's my life an I'm living it Agreed we all have choices but mine limited mostly by my decisions
My motto is "live by the bottle" So why is my supply low? Bring in a truckload with a high-low Stay grounded but I still reach for the sky though Ghetto
drank Drunk driving a tank Rolling over a bank Cops see my and faint It's drastic And I'm passed my limit of coke I think I'll up my high by slitting
Uh, da di da , it ain't my fault Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl And I clam up, I just slam shut I just can't do it, my whole manhood's Just been
my eastside people let me hear yo I wanna hear you say yes I wanna hear you say yes Aiyyo my westside people let me hear yo I wanna hear you say yes