place I won't get in my way, I won't get in my way I won't get in my way this time, oh Yeah, yeah I don't wanna burn the life of my candle Waiting around
been Don't want to be another pretender Not gonna to lie to save my face I wanna' leave the thieves in the temple And go somewhere out of this place I won't get in my
like I'm running and I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away better know that I don't and I won't ever stop cause you know I gotta win
, if I see ya keep it comin' And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name So much dough, I can't swear I won't change Excuse me if my wealth got me
slip that, spit that I put my name in the game Mr. Book I'm a shine till a nigga can't shine no more I'm a smoke so weed I cant find no more I'm a keep
***h and I know I don't need her If I ever had this I never took the time to meet her So I feel a frown across my face the only way to greet her In the
? To get to the other side, now check it out I got the pep in my step, the slide in my glide So I won't trip, when I let my backbone slip Some shake
't give a fuck Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start
I'm headed on my way up There's three girls on the elevator like, "Wassup" I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said, "Ain't you that
classics courtesy of Mr. Mather's You bastards heard of me I get the cash It's the American way I go to bed with the * I got red, blue and white don't
said the E can't rock? That's bullshit Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? Punk I thought not You might get beat down and
but I won't call you Ring my phone and you might see Ringing my phone just won't get me 'Cause I'm hard to find but I get mine And if I was looking
I'm a fan one love Can I get yeow! Yeow! Can I get another one yeow! Yeow! I'm representin' for the T-Dot O, O! Aiyyo can I get another one, yeow! Yeow
my string, I can do my thing like I oughta) And meet Mr. Wiggles the worm I got wheels on my thing, oh Real in my thing Emerald city I can do my thing
Mayne every time I walk inside the church house the preacher cuttin his eyes at me But I know he can't throw nothin my way He dirtier than I am, ridin
But I'm a live though, yo, I'm a live though Putting up the big swing for my kids, yo Got my mom the fat water-front crib, yo I'm a get her them pretty
I'm headed, on my way up There's three girls on the elevator like wassup I told 'em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said, "Ain't you that
belt (huh?) I'm number one with the water I need to meet with Phelps. (Haaaaaa!) Got my own corner! (Corner!) - I don't need your help. (nah!) I'm doin everything like I
