I just can't be loving you no more, I love you more than I love myself, Loving you no more, I just I cant I just can't be loving you no more, I love
ball hard, so other ballers is afraid to stick me 'Cause if I get fouled I'll probably shoot the tech And you can be the next dude that I shoot to death
she not watchin yo son its cum stain time. I stay high i got hangtime you got sticks and seeds in ya weed we dont smoke the same kind. its gon be hard
/ and you dude cant walk in my timbalands man/ and m y sneeks dont fit you/ the streets dont fuck wit you/ And i sip champain/ And i throw back shots/ and smoke
your eyes A little out of focus here And the rain belongs to all the tender songs That I might not ever sing to you [Chorus] Don't be afraid of anything
mind body and soul mind--he can control you mentally body--he can tell you what to do physically soul--only god control you spirutally so you bust guns smoke
Now i cant even pray no more 'cause i done did so much dirt and smoked so much dro Im afraid God will be like what you calling here for Dont be tying
heaters Making beleivers out of haters and cheaters You know that violence interupts my dope trade I just do the herb no cocaine Don't be afraid boy To be
young ass nigga with lots of loot, the aligotor boots and aint afraid to shoot if you bitch on my line nigga i did that cause all hoes recognize me as the mac i dont
just that? I was afraid Lily: Afraid of what? Hannah: I don?t know? maybe once you knew you won?t want to be my friend anymore and you?d like Hannah
really put a cowboy on the kibosh Cowboy, kibosh It's enough to make a fella wanna wash... Wash your face and hands, we hope you'll never be afraid
you dude cant walk in my timbalands man/ and m y sneeks dont fit you/ the streets dont f**k wit you/ And i sip champain/ And i throw back shots/ and smoke
look, coz the clothes don't make the man. I'm not about to be slave to a book of rules. Don't want to spend my life trying to be somebody else. I'd be
of the paper be. Grandma tell me go to church, somebody need to pray for me. So I leave and go and see the preacher he said, "holy smokes." See I'm
On Credit Management Of My Mune Tell Me Where My Bred Is I Come Across Alot Of Rich People Who Die To Be Thugs I Dont Understand There Very Very Loved Dey Dont
just that? I was afraid Lily: Afraid of what? Hannah: I don't know? maybe once you knew you won't want to be my friend anymore and you'd like Hannah
Wen I Lay N Die, Ill Keep Tellin Ya My Story And Please Dont Cry When Im Murdered N Buried N Does The World Worrie? Cuz My Life Aint Concerned I Aint Afraid
mother All my niggas in Queens and ya dont stop All my niggas in Brooklyn and ya dont stop All my niggas in Uptown and ya dont stop All my niggas in