closing the door in the morning And I won't wake you when I rise 'Cause there's nothing to say before going You think that I said it all, so I think I'll say
lovers (I get it, I got it, I guess that we're moving on) And if I had a chance, I'd do it all over (I get it, I got it, I guess that we're moving on
I do believe, I do believe, I do believe I saw you standing there Sunlight in your hair reflecting in your eyes I do believe, I do believe, I do believe
So as I sit her tonight, I worry not about what I'm drinking But rather how much I'm speaking 'cause it seems every time I say when I drink what I think
Oh I do believe In all the the things you say What comes is better Than what came before You'd better run, run run, run run To me Better come, come come
blame? We?ll surely melt in the rain Say I, say I, say I, say I, say I Say I, say I, say I, say I, say I, come on Frantic, faction, focus The world
, yes I do (I do, I do, I do, believe) I do, I do, I do, I do believe I do, I do, I do, I do believe (I do, I do, I do, believe) I believe in you, yeah
inner spirit that keeps us strong In my own way, I'm a believer But not in voices, I can't hear I believe in a loving father One, I never have to fear That I
mine could top Big Poppa rhymes So, possibly I'd be popular, huh? That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I. I took him from coal to diamond, I
You opened the door, God, I'm at you annually An' I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez I call a spade a spade, it just is what it is But you can't give cred to
(This is how I live, real talk, true story) I ain't tellin' no lies Man, shorty live a hell of a life (I'm tryin' to tell you shorty, this is how I live
NEW YORK SHIT I THINK I'M HOT SON WHITE GIRL STARRING AT ME LOOKING LIKE SHE LOST SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW WHAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SOMETHING I
, B.I. whaaat, but I'm never dividing the bread, Bitch I bet I'll go to debit if I don't get the cred.... that I deserve, Yo I say, I'm throwing west
that came from alright, Oh yeah. You spend a lot of time thinking about the cred you?ll never have, Congratulations Jessie, Congratulations Jessie, Congratulations, Yeah you finally made it. I
(Wale) Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo I wear my Nike boots in Gucci I don't wear no Timbo I kick it any tempo I'm lifted off the indo I'm
I break it down bag it up Hit the hood sew it up Hit the kitchen blow it up 18 wheelers full of bricks The feds Say they know what's up I'm a keep it
) I make it happen(make it happen) I aint a g I aint a crip I aint a blood But i be fuckin with them niggas im a thug x2 I got respect I came from the
Homie I ain't get enough, I'm still trying to triple up So all we got is street cred and akoo building up Say I'm doing too much shit, I say I ain't