It can't be true Off of somebody else's sweat While you get fat For all our sake's And all our lives While you got got fat You got got fat So you make a little money So some people starve a little

Earl on the beat Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (runnin', yeah) All the bad hoes wanna top us (yeah, yeah) Too many wild parties on the yacht (wild) Me and Boat got got kicked out the yacht club (out the yacht club) Ayy, ayy, air it out Pull up at your

Yeah I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? I'm sorry, yeah Is it too late now to say sorry? Sorry, yeah You gotta go and get angry at all of my honesty You know I try but I don't do too well with apologies I hope I don't run out

Well I've been ridin' a winning horse for a long, long time Sometimes I wonder is this the end of the line No one should take advantage of who they are No man has got got it made If he thinks he does, he's wrong Every mother's son better hear what I say

I promise to take you, take you as you are I know we've all got got our problems And it's a blessing that we made it here so far And if you lay here in these arms tonight I promise All I have is here and now If the ground beneath, our feet has disappeared

All the colors, see the colors Feel the colors, she says Feel the colors See it in your eyes Do you feel the love? I’ve got got all the love you need I don’t have the time to wait Got Got it all under control Now it only hurts to know

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got got no neighbors Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank) Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't) I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint) Add a whole

Baby, you're wasting my time Baby, you've been on my mind, mmm (Listen up, you got got a problem) Baby, you've been on my mind, mm hmm Lotta pressure on my name Lotta worries in my head Lotta responsibilities, strife and threats All kinda lies, No I won't

That's all a nigga got got So if it's 'bout that cream Then I'm all up in the spot I got got a dollar and a dream Just a dollar and a dream Young nigga with his jeans low Nice guy just got got a mean flow Never seen rich but he's seen po'