I ain't gotta front, I get what I want If shawty a baddie, I hit from the front She got a fattie, I hit from the back They should have never let me in the sack I'm living legend, I swerve in that Lambo like I'm in the pack Stuck in my ways, chasing this

If it comes even once in a life It's never as easy to return But if you're willing to go on We'll find a way back to Avalon We gotta go back, someday we'll get it back We gotta get it back Somebody show me a way, somebody tell me the way

Oh, Saturday Sun I met someone Ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba Out on the West Coast I gotta get back, I can't let this go Don't care what it costs No ray of sunlight's ever lost I've been undone

God damn, it's a brand new payback From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black How many motherfuckers gotta pay Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK Caps gotta get peeled Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will" It ain't

DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways And it's

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I

I put the drop on you kid, now I got you You got the heart to get busy without your crew? Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right back at you Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime (Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check

Ruby rarely rap about stacking up cash Prolly why my walls missing Platinum plaques From depression, the profession that happens so fast Hit some dabs last night now I'm back with no wax Always gotta get fucked up, I can't last one day without fucking it

You got me runnin', you got me searchin' It's so sad if that's the way it's over Hold on (hold on), sweet talkin' lover (hold on) Slow down (slow down), sweet talkin' woman (She's gone so long) What can I do? I gotta get back to you (Where could she be?)

Home alone tonight Girl you ain't gotta, I ain't gotta go Shot, for shot, for shot 'Til we forgot what we came here to forget Ain't a clock, a tick, a tock, that's gonna stop A night we won't regret Flip it around and snap a payback picture (I'll send it