my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming I'm back where I belong Yeah I never
wear signs that just say I'm stupid. That way you wouldn't rely on them, would you? You wouldn't ask them anything. It would be like, "Excuse me...oops, never
is caring 'Cause a mother's love will never end Daddy, tell me what is heaven like Where is Mummy? I wanna hold her tight A star looks down tonight Shining down
Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to
she just really jumped out the window and you gotta be careful when you pick fights. And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never know
Boy] This how it go down Whole neck froze now Soulja Boy Tell?em This time got the doors down I?m doing my thing bitch (Ah) Speak my language Money walk money talk
I'm really Down for the chase 'Cause my heart's already in it And I'm never gonna quit it When you finally gonna get it Don't walk away when I'm talking
It's not so pretty all the time You don't mind To you it's alright As I am is how you take me Never try to push or make me different When I talk you
Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills, used to get 'em Now you're gettin' fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em You swore you'd never hit 'em, never
never the type of kid To wait by the door and pack his bags I sat on the porch and hoped and prayed For a dad to show up who never did I just wanted
for this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my side you dont wanna hear that thing talk Let the king talk check
want me girl I will be here forever (2X) I'll take you all around as long as we're on solid ground I'll introduce you to town and never will I let you down
't on it like that But you never see me standin' on the corner like that 'Cause, I'm talented, yes, I'm gifted Never boosted, never shoplifted Forget
'm tryin' to get it twirly on the dance floor Everything remains the same, might spit-talk to it Then "Change The Game", might Crip-Walk to it But never
a lot of girls that'd love to replace you Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that Funny, never find that
none of that tough talk, I take seriously It goes in one ear and right out the other Heard that fake thug shit, brotha I don't mean to brag, never never
the crowns that's uptown You knew I was comin to put it down so what now? It's the Bad Boy, pull up and break the clutch down in the five-speed, smirkin