I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now You You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child You You kiss your bitch 'fore work, I make

I will never let you you down When you you say you've had enough And you you might just give it up When you you feeling low low on love I’ll be what you you dreaming of 'Cause I’ve been sick and working all week And I’ve been doing just fine You’ve been tired of watching me

We’re driving fast in my car No, we’re not looking for violence We’ve got our riot gear on But we just want to have fun Tonight we want to have fun Hollowed out and Filled up with hate All we want is You You to give us a break

Oh, walk away She's looking to love you you There's nothing to say Just turn your head and walk away Lord she's handsome as as she flows across the floor Nothing I've seen in my life has ever pleased me more She's got the look of freedom, and it makes you you think

I ain't playing with these niggas I ain't playing with, I ain't playing with these niggas Has he got enough money to spend? Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blown Leave? No. He's to and from, he doesn't like it when the girls go go Know

And I have finally realized I need to love I, I can't get these memories out of my mind And some kind of madness has started to evolve I, I tried so hard to let you you go But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah I have finally seen the light

And I, I would die for you you And when you're gone, time is so slow And like the grass, I've watched us grow You You are everything to me There have been times when I'm up all night Crying in the dark, so I sleep with the light on I've heard I've got words like

My ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood

Boom, boom, boom, open the door, ATF Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go through the replacement door Come up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You You know I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab

And enjoy this pleasant adventure Here you you are, secure and protected In this, your special place Letting my voice flow into your mind You You don't need to concentrate Just gently as as you go go Suggestions are going into your unconscious mind Open yourself up to