Hunt you down without mercy Hunt you down all nightmare long Feel us breathe upon your face Feel our shift, every move we trace Hunt you down all nightmare long, yeah Luck runs... And you crawl out again But your luck runs out

I'm grindin' for all my shit Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit Grindin' for all my shit Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit I put time into all this shit I'm fucking every night up in my new house Grindin', grindin' 'Cause bitch I worked too hard for

This just the intro, let me not get ahead of myself I been waitin' on this All of this disorder, no addressin' The crown is broken in pieces, but there's more in my possession There's a whole lot in my possession Who do you really love? Well, that's sure

As we walk down the country lanes, Hear the wind within the trees, Telling mother nature 'bout you and me Ah caught you smiling at me, That's the way it should be, Like a leaf is to a tree, so fine Ah all the good times we had, I sang love songs so glad

(Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah) You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) Soon be comin the judgment day (Ahh, soon there be comin the judgment day) Yes, uhh, breathe with me

Stop and stare I think I'm moving but I go nowhere Yeah, I know that everyone gets scared But I've become what I can't be, oh You start to wonder why you're here not there And you'd give anything to get what's fair But fair ain't what you really need

She took a xanny (yeah), then she fainted (yeah) I'm from the gutter (hey), ain't no changing (nah) From the gutter (gutter), rap saved me (rap) She drive me crazy (drive me brazy), have my baby (have my baby) Need my cash (need my racks), fuck you pay

Screaming out her name at the windshield tears soaking up my face If I had loved her this much all along, maybe maybe, yeah maybe Red roadside wild flower if I'd only picked you Maybe she'd thought it through Calling everyone we know stopping any place

If only, yeah If only I knew what my heart was telling me Don't know what I'm feeling Is this just a dream? If only I could read the signs in front of me I could find the way to who I'm meant to be I can't decide What's wrong, what's right

Yeah now she gotta do what I say I don't care at all Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby I went to my hood all my friends think I made it Yeah my momma think I'm famous 100 dollar bills in the way Yeah it feels good to be