School couldn't get me into Heaven. And Heaven couldn't get me in a bitch bed. Bred 11's that I stole on a house lick. Got them poles, whole Polo outfits.
Get paid. Pocket full of lint, hollows in the clip. I been robbin' since a kid gettin' paid. Dollars for the rent, get change for the chains. Ay, get paid, get paid.
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. . I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing. Look in the mirror like goddamn I know they wanna be him.
Birds and the bees, they wannabes. They'll never fuck wit' me. Birds and the bees, they wannabes. They'll never fuck wit' me. Birds and the bees, they wannabes.
New shoes with the blue suede. Blue suede, the blue suede, the blue suede. Young graves get the bouquets. Bouquets, the bouquets, the bouquets. Hope I outlive them red roses.
Hittin' corners, thuggin' with the blower, barrel louder than a motor. Keep the engine runnin' when a nigga run up on ya. Another day in sunny California.
Softly as if I played piano in the dark. Found a way to channel my anger now to embark. The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their part. God... with the signal clear as day.
Next time on Poppy Street. . Good mornin', hope you had a good time last night. I need money from e'rybody, mo'fucker, better pay your tithes. Now I can change your life, fuck what's wrong, fuck what's right.
Softly as if I played piano in the dark. Found a way to channel my anger now to embark. The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their part. God... with the signal clear as day.
How you doing everybody hope you had a nice day. Sometimes I feel all alone. Sometimes I can't get away. I feel my life is in danger every night when I lay.
How you doing everybody hope you had a nice day. Sometimes I feel all alone. Sometimes I can't get away. I feel my life is in danger every night when I lay.
Kick cack ce cool, watch a nigga get it. I be all around the city with the semi naughty crippin'. All the homies say I'm different, police say I raise suspicion.
What you thought it was nigga I'm the man round here. Hands down man down by my grandma crib. On the east. Riding round don't be slipping. Don't Blood me cuz whole Long Beach Cripping.
Kick cack ce cool, watch a nigga get it. I be all around the city with the semi naughty crippin'. All the homies say I'm different, police say I raise suspicion.
What you thought it was nigga I'm the man round here. Hands down man down by my grandma crib. On the east. Riding round don't be slipping. Don't Blood me cuz whole Long Beach Cripping.
I load the 44. Then paint the Van Gogh. She rang the front door. She came commando. She came and rambled. I came and rolled over. No time for conversations cold shoulders.
This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine.
Alright, alright, alright. . Man I love my bitches. Man they photogenic. Snatched em straight up out they Richardson mag they do my dishes. Man I love this Cripping.
Alright, alright, alright. . Man I love my bitches. Man they photogenic. Snatched em straight up out they Richardson mag they do my dishes. Man I love this Cripping.