Goodbye, I've had enough frustration I won't get stuck, goodbye, This dead end situation, It's just not worth my time But waiting so frustrating I'm so sick of all this tension Not to mention I'm so sick of You speak for all of us when you can't be heard

(You don't know) Thick thighs but she full of surprises I swear this bitch is Shady (That's what I know) Sex on her mind, all the time And you think that that's your baby You a good guy that's livin' a lie But she dove and played your safety (It's what I

Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast The fool retaliated so I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? I'm tryin' to

I'm here for a good time not a long time, you know I I haven't had a good time in a long time, you know I I'm way up I feel blessed, way up I feel blessed (straight up) I'm way up I feel blessed (straight up, straight up), way up I feel blessed Look, I

Mmmm, mmmmm. Got up this mornin, feelin sick and bad, I's thinkin bout the good time, that I once have had. I said, I got up this mornin, and I said I's feelin so sick and bad, Yeah, I's just thinkin bout the good times, chil'ren, that I, I once have

When the clouds kiss your eye Shadows stain on the high-rise Raise your thumb to the sky All good things come with time When you know then you'll know We've been through hell. Sewn up our eyes Found fuel in meds. Viewed through the narrow Encouraged fear

Champagne and wine Sittin' here thinking, about the times I roamed Different girls, that I have known Of all girls, that I have met You are the one girl that I can't forget, listen We had our time, now Good and bad, now I can't forget a man I sho' ain't

Got a good thing goin' with a bad bitch You know who to call when you need it Wish I had another you, I'm greedy Sometimes like that nigga get greedy Got damn I fell in love with a bad bitch You know that every time you leave me Even though I know how

I recall when I used to come home never had a dime But Lord I always had a good time And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends Lord, I can't go back again Am I losin' my own way back home Am I losin' a good friend that I've known Am I losin'

Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Wake up, nigga, wake up I've been outta my mind a long time Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us We bout to get this paper I'm a Chicago south sider Money