Hello? Oh my God I know know this ain't you calling me again Oof, ooh my God Yeah, yeah, it's him What in the fuck did I tell you about calling me? You found out 'bout who? Yeah, I bet you did found out about him who Yeah, I fuck with him, I fuck with him for

Well, I don't know know Well this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don't know, know, oh no, oh no Well I told you once and I told you twice But ya ya never listen to my advice You don't try very hard to please me With what you

Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official Y'all don't know know about my Biggie wars Who you thought "Kick In The Door" was for? But that's

I always got it on me Just in case you want me So, if you’re looking for my love Then light it up I get so neurotic about it baby ‘Cause I know know you’re reading your phone I can’t help from going crazy Thinking you might not be all alone I wake up, I check

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow Ain't no way y'all niggas just don't know know Where niggas is about to go oh no oh no Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine Ain't no way you niggas gonna stop mine Y'all niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know know why

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 know know I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab

(Oh! Ay ay ay) You're gonna be, a shinin' star In fancy clothes, and fancy car-ars And then you'll see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows, just who ya ya are-are So live your life (Hey! Ay ay ay) You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life

Whoot whoot whoot whoooo I ain't the one for you Oh oh oh oh If you really want to find Someone to get some behind And if you really want to know know Boy you need a silly ho To do whatever you want to do

Let me put some kush up in it Roll up, wait a minute Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale I know know you tryna get high Type of shit that have ya ya leaning sideways Make her work for this suicide Holla at me 'cause I got it all day No need to fly to Jamaica For the

I'mma tell you what you need to know know I'mma tell you what you need to hear Cause the truth would be too much Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be I wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open mic Go back to the day before I became