I said, yeah, I said money made me do it Diamonds in my chain gold Every twenty minutes, change clothes I had a mil before the label Just as long as they know, money made me do it I said rest in peace to Bankroll You in a better place, dog You won't ever

It’s all for you, it’s all for you For what you have shown me and what you do For what you have made me, look how I grew That it’s all for you, it’s all for you Here’s my tribute Now I could not be half the man without you next to me For what you have

But now they are a part of me And I've been searching for a remedy When all along it's been in front of me I'm falling on my knees right now I'm covered in the mess I made These colors used to wash right out I need you here, I need you now A life that we

If you know what's good for you And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka (Willy Wonkaa) Girl your body is legit Mama made you thick She can't get the Snickers from another nigga She know what I did with the Twix My

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

It's just you and I It's do or die (made this shit right here for any season) (Everybody know that it's the reason) Pull up with that new-new in the driveway So fast I double park that bitch sideways When it comes to life I do it my way Smoked out, 180

She can't sex like me Na na na na She can't be the one to bring you to your knees I made you feel like a king, that's royalty Shame it took so long for you to see Too bad baby (She can't sex like me) Like you don't already know I do those things

"I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death" "I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testing" "Y'all know my steelo" "There ain't an army that could strike back" Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto Your luck low, I didn't

Things gonna be alright Things gonna be just fine If love is around Stir it up, the life is made for us Stir it up, tonight we won't give up I know you think that I am over you But I have just better things to do Than crying over you, I really got to