fit in Doing anything to be down Two hundred million blind mice Running through this town See the blind mice? We the blind mice Trying to get in where we fit in Doing anything
That's alright i forgive her anyway (Anyway) Cuz i can only be myself with her She don't judge who the streets perfer They make fun when you fall in love (Fall
the dead understand that it's better to be alive Now what you gonna do stick your head in the sand You probably the type to fall for anything And take
thinner line between on point and out of focus, BUT Back to my story about my fall from glory, And how I levitate from the fate time put before me, They say
I'm with to Start a new relationship with you, this is what you do Think about a ring and all the things that come along with You make me, you make me Before anything
I'll just keep it to myself Don't make a sound, don't tell a soul Don't tell them anything And I won't let you go Don't say a word, don't tell a soul
are I don't care about a pretty bitch, watch or a car I don't care about your block and whoever you shot I don't care about your album and whenever it
that I can't take anymore Before you take a swing I wonder what are we fighting for When I say out loud I want to get out of this I wonder is there anything
don?t worry about tomorrow 'Cause I believe in the power of love Break it down Thinking about you Can't live without you Anything that you need Baby, you can count on me Thinking about
can't be caught slipping, I'm flipping I'm ripping it up 'cause now I'm trigger tripping And I don't care what they think about me and I don't care what they say
reason we still here They say you stand for nothing, you fall for anything, but your my everything They say you stand for nothing, you fall for anything
Jack Jack Jack Again we start, let me say my part About the only guy who has some heart It took some time for the heart to come But it's here, and everybody
do you say when it's over? I don't know if I should say anything at all One day we're rollin' in the clover Next thing, you know, we take the fall Still
out magazines Holla back to swallow stacks Treat 'em like dope fiends Anything you need I got I'll be your first thing A hustler My nature, never to fall
accidentally slip fall on my dick Ooops, I said on my dick I aint really mean to say on my d-ck But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say
[Chorus x2 Ak 47/Yung Buck] I got a problem with you bitches, and since I got a problem with you bitches I'm about to handle nation business Knock off
rich Niggas who was real turned snitched Ain't that a bitch? That's why I get mine on the low Hustle 'til a nigga can't ball no mo' Fall to the flo' '
verse 2: trick daddy] I had to dream about a dope fiend And its strange cause he can bearly write or read but seems to get folkz about anything curious about