What did your mama tell you about lies She said it wasn't polite to tell a white one What did your daddy tell you about lies He said one white one turns into a black one So, it's gettin' ready to blow It's gettin' ready to show Somebody shot off at the

Oh-oh-oh (that same old love) I'm so sick of that same old love, that shit, it tears me up I’m so sick of that same old love, my body's had enough I’m so sick of that same old love, feels like I've blown apart I’m so sick of that same old love, the kind

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

A car has killed a friend down in Chicago, thousand miles away J.B Lenoir is dead and it's hit me like a hammer blow J.B had a struggle playin' unappreciated blues in vain When I read the news, night came early in my day I cry inside my heart that the

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

Nothing but a heartache It's a fool's game It's a heartache Standing in the cold rain Then he let's you down Hits you when it's too late Hits you when you're down Nothing but a fool's game Feeling like a clown

Ain't that some shit Well paid for this rap and shit I got that work Say what? My flow Say what? My bitches Say what? You Cole Say what? I said

She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going, wide open We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open Two-lane highway rolling With no one around, slowing us down Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing Feet on the dash with her

Bust down, Thotiana (Bust down, Thotiana) I wanna see you bust down (Over) Pick it up, now break that shit down (Break it down) Bust it (Bust down), bust down, bust it, bust it Bust down, on the gang (Over) Speed it up, then slow that shit down, on the

I know you wanna love But I just wanna fuck And girl you know the deal I gotta keep it real I know you wanna see I know you wanna be In my B-E-D, grinding slowly I'ma rain on a bitch Rollie wrist, I'm the shit