sorry, I, did I cross the line I tried to warn you away, way ahead of time I'm so frustrated that I feel like I could cry This could be the time but I
you call with your last goodbye? Should be so careful who we left out of our lives And when we long for absolution, there will be no one on the line Yeah, we gotta start
to five Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work For all of my days that I run this earth I'ma
a nightmare hunting my sanity Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me It's sad to see I be bustin' my ass I'm down for my grind getting nowhere fast I
place and go stash, what he left remain. But I had it incenerated, got it burnt to ash. Steady nothin' but crust, when I keep bustin' and cussin', but I
me) Sometimes I wanna die, maybe I'll be free Free from all this bullshit that's constantly surroundin me (I can feel it in my head) I see when I'
cli-tique the same vision 41st till I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be
other line screamin Told em, "Keep(?) down," but they was breathin hard It was my grandmother tellin me that she had been robbed I told her hold (hold) tight (tight), I'd be
life will hold I hold a mirror to my face There are some lines that I could trace To memories of loving you A passion that breaks reason in two I, I, I
. I go to clubs, niggas smug but I don't hear the sound. Them niggas throw a line across but they won't get down. Watch you could be wrong. Niggas trying
Chorus: All that I want is to show you love All I got to do is find the time So when can I see you? (I see you love) I know what you want I know what
t dig out of the hole I tried to throw the man a life line I tried to send him down a rope I don't think he hears me calling But everyday I pray and
your so fine Young tender, would you be mine I get you in my car, drive you to my house 'Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out I wont ask and I sure won
, bitch, I kept talkin' shit Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch I wanna blowjob and I'm not kiddin' Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin' I
they suit I took away some time Thinkin' how I could, should, would be If everybody in the world was free No crime, nobody doing wrong Everybody getting along but when I
, by the park, under stone, under pine There's a carcass of my brother william Brother where, have you gone to? I swear, I never thought I could I see
[Crooked I] Takeoff, you invited inside of the mind of a psychotic rhymer I'm kind of a Dahmer, I'm grinding Now rappers are lining up jackers, I'm
going down now, im feeling the shots, the dealers the cops, always seem to be circeling round town, everyday of my life, i see the same for everyday, i
