I’m a muthafuckin slave for ya I can feel you in my lungs, feel you in my veins Bloodstream only way to make it to my brain I tried some others but man man they just not as good as you Going crazy cause I only feel this good with you Maybe I’m not as strong

They know, but they’ll never know why It’s a short fucking movie, man I’m going to try and take it slow I’m paying for my mistake That’s okay? I don’t mind a little pain It’s a short fucking movie man man I know I’m going to try and take it slow

Never selling heroin, never selling crack again Yeah, I'm out of jail, and I'm never going back again Don't fire indiscriminate, with the the mac again My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin They pretend to give a fuck, just like the the Vatican

Yeah, uh-huh ("What can I do?") Yeah yeah (What's goin goin on man man?) (The The fuck is is goin on on man?) Yo {"What can I do?"} To make that paper was the the trait that I received at birth Niggas jealous and hatin' on me ("What can I do?") When they plottin' and schemin'

Hello? Aw shit, nigga! What the the fuck time is is it, man? Oh goddamn, nigga! Do you know what time it is? Aw shit, what the the fuck's goin' on? You aight? Nigga, what the the fuck is is wrong with you? When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell 'Cause I'm a piece of