Blowin' on some killa shit dat I got from Zone 3 Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah we call it Tennessee I'm good in err' hood, err' body know me So don't wake me up
destroy the past. But After spending many years here with you right now I'm changing my feelings, too. The Boy you used to know grew up: he made
re on your own. Lost integrity. This fake reality is not right. I'm trying to find the reason why I'm giving up this time, not leaving it behind But it's all
up, it's just no use Another case of spud abuse What can I say, what can I do Potato bug has got me, too Wo, I used to hate 'em, now they're all that
having a ball, yeah we're having a ball, yeah the more we trust we're used, the more we love we're bruised grow up, grow old and die, it's all a waste
the truest Form to be true is all you ask but I'm foolish So your girlfriend is provokin' you to do it, so you doin' it Say you through will all my
keep up in my mind and you wonder why Oh my mind Don't wonder why They're stayin' on my mind [Verse 3 - Kenn Starr] I used to be the most humble
smoke a spliff in the benz With Swift Chorus(2 Times) Xzibit: I'm fucked up J-Ro J-Ro: Yo i'm fucked up to Lookin' at these bitches From a
used to live in San Francisco Drop your drawers and pass the crisco Now I'm naked on display, all the bad guys know I'm gay They line up around
It's all gravy still reaching wit my words And make 'em feel good on the first and the third Take you back when I was sixteen wits a bankroll Posted on a corner like a light pole They used
hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face You got me Mr. Scrooge all fucked up Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up
could take you all the way to church this time But don't forget you Summed it up in fifty lies But I've been up late writing books All about heroes
could not give back again But I'm better off alone It's all gone grey It's all gone grey It's all gone grey It's all gone grey
that I cannot lose It's all a blur And I owe you You can take it all When I call, pick up the phone like you used to It's all a blur Like a picture
finding. Well we could all be happy. We take it all for granted. [Chorus] [verse 2: Timati] Please save the bay beast Black white Yellow stop All
seems Maybe that's what happens When a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much To walk away though Come inside Pick up your bags off
But they just don’t equate to all the time they take away From the kids all the shit I did right is a mistake If deyjah end up a stripper and major slinging
no cum stain Bitch you listening tryna' turn me down Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car Shut the f-ck up