Some people have to learn. Some people wait their turn. Some people have to fight. Some people give their lives. . They wanna hold you back, tell 'em pee off.
[Hook]. I know you man just might run out of bars. Chip can't run out of bars. I get lean, I get waved, get burse. Pull up, I tun up the dance. I know you man just might run out of bars.
Real niggas only, me by my lonely. All 'bout my meals, bitch no bologna. This is a Rollie & this is a Hublot. Might wear two watches today and I hop out the two-door.
[Robotic voice]. This is another Trak Star production. . [Record scratching]. . [Chingy]. Oh, oh, oh, uh. Oh, oh, oh, uh. Oh, oh, oh, uh. Oh, oh. Who am I?.
I am the flyest nigga around, yeah. You know who it is. Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeah. . The phantom 400 you can check the tags. Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags.
Don't try and make yourself hate him. He tried that one with you. He ended up just hating himself. And more in love with you. . You'll have to learn from all his mistakes.
If there's anything I can do just tell me I'll be there. I need someone to help me, start breathing in clean air. . Sick of feeling cloudy and not having any clues.
Hot coffee burns my mouth, I been staring in a dream. The money would be good, I think but not as good as clean. I would have more sense if I could sense what I could have.
babylon you cant stop the massives. no matter how hard you criticize it. me say, them cant stop the crises. no matter how good them advertise it. . you stocked, you are in a circle.
As I lay this all to rest shadows appear reminding me. Of all things left unsaid unsaid. . Maybe one day you'll believe that I will crawl. I will crawl on broken knees.
There was a time I was afraid. Of getting close to you. Your potency was quite threatening. Fiber pure, touching scars. Feels good to finally hold you.
I am the constant chill. I am the versatile. I am the constant chill. I am the versatile. . I am the God you love. I am the addiction. I am the God you love.
Go. . What do you expect from me?. Will I ever be who you want me to be?. Will I ever live up to your standards?. Will you always look down on me?. . Maybe I'm not who you are.
Don't care, have faith or mindset. Plunder and pillage yet. Complain, whine and cry like a baby. Ain't so tough after all. . You claim that you don't believe in nothing.
Mine field is called the place I'm living in,. Carefully watching each and every step I take.. Bright white straight jacket chokes me off. My eyes are tired....
Ow. Running under cover of the moonlight. Shadow death row. At the night we'll be running, wild with no hope. For tomorrow. No tomorrow. . As we're walking through the fire.