Yeah, it rains sometimes even when it shines Don't give up, don't give up I know it rains sometimes even when it shines Don't give up, don't Yeah, it's crazy Yeah, I need y'all to listen My parents' marriage in shambles

Have you heard about my baby? Yes, how I love her you don't know How I love, how I love her you don't know I declare it hurt me so bad Yes, when I heard she'd got to go Yes I tried, yes I tried, but I let her down Heard about my baby? Ooh yes, I tried

Y'all niggas better not be coming around me with that fugazi no more, you know? Got that thang for your ass, you know? (I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna I'm gonna have to leave you) A Vet stylin' at Met Gala, tuna salad from La Scala

Not like us We're on another level These folks 'round here 2-steppin' with the devil I'm callin' y'all's bluff Y'all drinkin', y'all smokin' it up Show me what you got boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wanna be, yeah, you know you wanna be like us

Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all "Good God Almighty, like back in the old days You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock But

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

I want to talk to the fellas for a minute I want y'all to know The flyest kinda ho To get wit' In '94, or period She's CrazySexyCool I'ma let y'all know what that be Ha, she's kinda like me

"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" (Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side) Ladies and gentlemen, fresh! T.I.P., hey! I know a lot of y'all niggas out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit

"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