Ahh ahh can you place yourself in a moment's notice, in my situation? Increasingly you've made me cold and afraid, a lonely companion. Apparently love
Grant me this courtesy; let this be dead to me. It's easy when my eyes are shut, I'd say it but... It's so self righteous, cold and pious. The goodbyes
and villas Overseas and what was me, I found out other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why His life was took at such an early age
always kept a plan to get doe Like selling the same shit I use to steal from outta stop-n-go I use to run a paper route But that ain't pay me enough,
wave lyrics Huey ft durrough aye i be VIP poppin everyday cars lined up now we ride every ways said id never make it out now im on this paper route
From the age of 10 I used to do a paper route Just so I could see the paper round So I could splash in the corner shop And buy sweets till my teeth would
lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good! Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route
around like grieve and heal and mourn I feel fine we may not have been born as awake as you were It was much harder in those days we had paper routes
I'm fine, I'm fine just let me reevaluate I'm innocent, don't believe me? Well here's the proof I've been that model citizen paper route and all Small
bitches down south You can find em in the 50's all the way to Grandview You can get em up in Overland Park and Olathe Thank you for the paper Never given
and pray that it stop In the mornin' head straight to the spot, the juice bar Niggas tried all that other shit and what's the use God? For the paper
wall report There's no way out except entertainment, drugs and sports Feds try to shut us down without a reasonable doubt Supreme clientele legal drug money on paper routes
I done lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route
I ain't been eatin' like I should This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good! Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route Throwin' bottles
bangin' I got to keep it real, so fuck not cursin' when I'm sangin' Now let me tell y'all about this shit, went down the other night Me and the dogs
) Stick and move [Lac] I came in this motherfucker Hundred grand strong And every other month Another hundred adds on Don't tell me how to spend it Cause a motherfucker grown Now every other
quickly, I stay thuggin', for pray the God that none hits me, Me and my peoples we swarm in packs, Some rap others sell crack, to get stacks of the green paper
