Money is the mission, it's skrilla over bitches Pull up on her and she make a decision to get in Yeah, your girl hella talkative 'round rich niggas Room full of hittas and you squares can't get in Movin' through the air, eatin' shrimp in the Gulf Stream

If I make it through We'll carry on the weight of this world We'll make sure all the people know how it feels To be legendary Everybody's gonna fight And everybody's gonna fall But the ones that get up Are always the strongest Oh I can't imagine if I

Sometimes I can't hold on And no one can help me Now it's got a hold of me I need this to get me through Can't resist and don't want to Believe it I know it's true I can't beat and don't want to try Perfect hell

(You're all) Every time the front door shakes Every time I hear the breaks And that long whistle cryin' through the night I'm reminded of the way I feel Gettin' crushed by your wheels tonight Shut up train I'm trying to sleep Can't you show me a little

You're all alone. How come you don't make time for me anymore, That's the last thing she said to you, And now when you call, She don't answer anymore, For the line is busy and you can't get through, In the time it would take you to learn from your

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight You're getting me, getting me through the night I got all I need when I got you and I I look around me, and see a sweet life Can't stop my heart when you shinin' in my eyes You're my flashlight When tomorrow

Do you believe in foresight? No matter what, you can't take what I've been through Imagine if I never went through what I went through Came, up, uh Ay, I want more Until I get it I won't slow I'm on tour Opening some brand new doors

Wherever I roam This piece of home I think of all That you stand for When I'm far away And I can't get through Keeps bringing me back to you Holding on to hope There's no need to fear

Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up I've been through mad different phases like mazes, to find my way And now I know that happy days are not far

Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Doesn't know what to do anymore Jesus makes love to the spike A trick for a fix and feeling so sick Just can't seem to get right Once he was the king of his world A