Are you in this shit for life? (All of you) I'll backstab you with a fuckin' knife (All of you) Don't it just feel right? (And I realized) Don't you just feel good? (All of you) Better than you know you should Even if it's for the night You wish you could pause time and live this section your whole life You know that feeling that you said you hate? Everything great, I push away Ask an alien to show me the way And I'm not even from this Earth, I can't stay Yeah, I wish I could stay I wish I could stay I could give you something so great I could take it away It's all inside of my hands But it's all out of my control And it's something that I hear my soul saying So I'ma let it take me overboard, if you Try to tell me something I didn't like, if you Tell me you did something I didn't like, if you Keep on telling me a fucking lie, if you I'ma wish the motherfucker had died, if you Keep on playing with my fucking time, if you Chasing that warm feeling inside of you Always playing both sides, I'm fucking tired of you You a schizophrenic, I realized it's nine of you I realized it's nine of you And I realized you couldn't handle none of this shit So I'ma give you it anyway Fuck what the critics say Fuck what you bitch said Gemstones like Tuesdays I'ma take you to the end, I'ma Take you to the end Push you to the edge You way in over your head when you Go and try to live like this So I'ma take it to the end But I can't be you friend So I'ma show you the other way That's the way of dead men
Back in this shit again, bitch, my niggas all for the win Ha, I'ma make sure my son straight whenever I'm gone in the wind Gotta make sure my mind straight, I gotta know I'ma win Some days, I be ready to die, but I just don't know when I still ain't see Dre in the sky, but I hope I see you again (woah, I hope I see you again) Whenever your mind too fucked up (too fucked up) The only thing you can do is get your bucks up (gotta get your bucks up) If you ain't talkin' no money, then shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up) Nah, for real though Have you ever looked in mirror and seen nothing? Don't tell me about that love shit, it don't mean nothing I don't care who you is, I don't fuck with you if you ain't my brother Just me and mine, if you ain't mine, well then it's fuck you (then it's fuck you) They been tellin' me since a lil'-ass boy, you gotta hustle (you gotta hustle) How the fuck I got here? Came from nothing, came from struggle (I came from nothing) When I walk in the rain in Bottega boots, oh yeah, the puddles I really put this shit together just like a puzzle Back in this shit again, bitch, my niggas all for the win Ha, I'ma make sure my son straight whenever I'm gone in the wind Gotta make sure my mind straight, I gotta know I'ma win Some days, I be ready to die, but I just don't know when (don't know when) I still ain't see dre in the sky, but I hope I see you again (see you again) Whenever your mind too fucked up (too fucked up) The only thing you can do is get your bucks up (gotta get your bucks up) If you ain't talkin' no money, then shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up) If you ain't walk in with us, you better not trust us (you better not trust us) Sometimes I feel like me and death, we friends (friends) I'ma be rich 'til the end ('til the end) Don't think they heard me the first time, so I gotta say it again Back in this shit again, bitch, my niggas go for the win Ha, I'ma make sure my son straight whenever I'm gone in the wind Gotta make sure my mind straight, I gotta know I'ma win Some days I be ready to die, but I just don't know when I still ain't see Dre in the sky, but I hope I see you again
Yeah bitch not for me, she got that Pac-sun No that shit all night, for me She got a rack or sumn' Pockets the size of a building All this drip on me no Pac-a-sun You don't have a lil' SRT Don't have a Hellcat, you lyin' I don't even gotta do shit, I Just wake up and get bread, i'm not tryin' That's your old bitch, she say she love me Now so we up in the Cayenne Finna go change my name to "Private Jet" how much I'm high flying You can't say I won't go up 'cause I'ma die tryin' Got a brand new four door Rolls-Royce Cullinan truck how I'm driving Yeah, and that bitch gon' bounce on this Dick like I got me hydraulics (Yuh) I got the racks at the bottom myself Then I bought that again (Again) Think I'm falling in love again (Yuh) With Benjamin Franklin, I'm sorry ma'am All this water that sit on Me collect like Hoover Dam (Yuh) In the strip club, no Madagascar, I like The way that she move it, yeah (Like she move it) Yeah I gotta get it no option (Yuh) , kid stop talking Why you on my phone every day, every night This shit is too exhausting So Much Fun like Thug said, no Syrup and no Oxy, yeah, so awesome Tired of these dudes serving Them dogs all day and my fingers blue Took a long time to get this way Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Yeah I been through so much Don't nothin' surprise me (Nothin') I had the diamonds all on myself So they see what I see (See) I went and take this bitch out on a date Her name was oxy really I just try to sleep When I'm on the codeine But I took me some molly Know that this shit is not good for My health, I can't stop doing it, i'm sorry Really just been too goated with This punchin' in shit, i feel like Ali They in a different world than me They do not see what I see Gon' tell them to take a Step back away from me Think they gon' judge me We down bad, and this shit can get too ugly Yeah that shit was sad I could only afford to eat lunchmeat They thought that I done fell off, boy I came back like a bungee She ask me what's a damn Trackhawk I told her the best Jeep I don't even fuck with nobody Said all my drugs is really my bestie You gotta take it or leave it I'm getting this bread now I swear I'm investing I'm finna miss these days when I was nothing That was the best thing I turned this shit outta Nothing without assumption You wouldn't text me You was really always there for me Baby you just so sexy don't believe my lies You know how I get whenever I'm texting Yeah, yeah, or whenever I'm flexing Shut your dumbass up, my brother got killed This shit'll get messy That's a Number Nine brand jeans on me No I ain't rockin' no Guess I'm not ridin' off this wave Yeah I just gotta do my best I get so high all the time That's why I don't ever stress Gotta stay down and get right My people I gotta impress (Yuh) They wouldn't think I could do this shit So I go out and flex That's your old bitch, she say she love me Now so we up in the Cayenne Finna go change my name to "Private Jet" how much I'm high flying You can't say I won't go up 'cause I'ma die tryin' Got a brand new four door Rolls-Royce Cullinan truck how I'm driving Yeah, and that bitch gon' bounce on this Dick like I got me hydraulics (Yuh) I got the racks at the bottom myself Then I bought that again (Again) Think I'm falling in love again (Yuh) With Benjamin Franklin, I'm sorry ma'am All this water that sit on Me collect like Hoover Dam (Yuh) In the strip club, no Madagascar, I like The way that she move it, yeah (Like she move it) Yeah I gotta get it no option (Yuh) , kid stop talking Why you on my phone every day, every night This shit is too exhausting So Much Fun like Thug said, no Syrup and no Oxy, yeah, so awesome Tired of these dudes serving Them dogs all day and my fingers blue Took a long time to get this way Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Yeah I been through so much Don't nothin' surprise me (Nothin') I had the diamonds all on myself So they see what I see (See)
I got here by watching King Kong grab a monkey baby by the leg and proceeded to use him as a weapon against 3 other gorillas. We live in the best timeline.
