you, oh what you laid at me And I don't wanna see you again I don't ever wanna see you again But I stuck by you till the end And my conscience is clear
you hip? You in a hurry? You can't relate? Don't ever say that I ain't try to set it to you straight I'm out the gate before you hate but I'll be back
you remember what you was before I made you a ho? You was a broke bitch, you couldn't even smoke shit Couldn't stay focused and don't forget it, bitch
all the homies I done lost Ain't nothing like the ghetto if I had to do it all again I probably wouldn't change a thing I live my life, homie but not
t be home until midnight. Freddie? Fred? Hey, you know, I don't like you to feel like I'm nagging or anything. But don't you think it's about time for
I soon figured out that red and black don't mix. The beatings I received became more and more frequent to the point where I would ask my father "Am I
and black don't mix. The beatings I received became more and more frequent to the point where I would ask my father "Am I the orphaned son you would
I don't post on blogs or chat about what singers gay I don't switch screen names and change up everything I say I don't let sound scan allow a lame the
Do you remember what you was Before I made you a ho? You was a broke bitch, You couldn't even smoke shit, Couldn't stay fo-cused, And, don't forget it
alright you hip? You in a hurry? You can't relate? Don't ever say that I ain't try to set it to you straight I'm out the gate before you hate but I'll
and I soon figured out that red and black don't mix. The beatings I received became more and more frequent to the point where I would ask my father "Am I
mars I don't post on blogs or chat about what singers gay I don't switch screen names and change up everything I say I don't let sound scan allow a lame
