When 16 ain't enough It's funny niggas, it's been on my mind lately When 16 ain't enough, having a dope beat, dope idea 16 bars ain't enough! How the fuck can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse? You know, so many different levels, when 16 ain't

My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the

I gave 'em hope When my nigga needed money (What you do?) I gave 'em dope Every time we went to war (What we do?) We gave 'em smoke Fiends was copping, I was broke Fuck that shit, we gave 'em soap They forgot we gave 'em hope Let them niggas have the

Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope You-you a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house (cat house) Don't bring me no

Pour me up a 4 and I'll feel like myself again Roll me up some dope and I'll feel like myself again Drivin' solo, I'm just swervin' through my ends I'mma break every box they try to put me in When I'm sober I just don't like who I am I got a lot of

I need you more than dope My heart would break without you Might not awake without you Been hurting low, from living high for so long I'm sorry, and I love you Sing with me, "Bell Bottom Blue" I'll keep on searching for an answer 'Cause I need you more

And I wonder what it's been like Man in the mirror, my hero 'Cause I've been on my own Or at least that's what it feels like Wanna get back right with ya When I think I'm bad like Michael He bring me back down to Tito It's written all over my face One of

Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up Might as well just give your ho up I got local ho, but I shipped her out the country though Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck Feed me

But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit Baby I'm a rich ass nigga, never said I was gon' be easy to deal with it Guwop! Wiz! Taylor Gang, 1-0-1-7 Ridin' around, blowin' so much dope But I'm always handlin' business Way too high don't pick

Metro, let's try something (dope) It's Drop top If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I'm a ex con, used to sell crack at the Texaco Known for toting guns and it's what I'm on probation for