Just gotta make it (alright) Just gotta make it (alright) I just gotta make it Just to see that smile upon your face I know I Just gotta make it (alright) just gotta make it To the top of the world me and my girl we Just gotta make it Everything I do I

My money right, my bread good (good, good) Shawty fuckin', wassup girl? that head good! Bang bang pow pow I do my thang thang Look at me now now My money right, my money money cash up Up up and away, face down, ass up I rep my town town, that's where I'm

When you last left me my blood was in a jar And you kept it on your mantelpiece I couldn’t count on anyone to stand there behind me And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me

'Cause when I see your face my own senses leave me I just can't Keep me up all night, I'm not sleeping I'm closing my eyes just to keep on dreaming Yeah, I could be blind but I'd still see that Yeah, I could be blind but I'd still see that, I just can't

Yeah, I am a fighter All my life I was afraid to die Your venomous heroine I will fall and rise above And in your hate I find love I will not hide my face I will not fall from grace Alive inside these

Day old, day old, day old Day old, day old, day old, Day old, day old, day old, blues Toss me a breath, when you hold me down Hot like a razor on my face Something's growing that don't help me now Paging the doctor just in case Low and behold things are

Glass, glass, glass Was it really worth it? Was she everything, that you were looking for? Feel like a man Cause all we had, is broken like shattered glass You're gonna see me, in your dreams tonight My face is gonna haunt you all the time I promise that

Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now. Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, everything is gone and I'm tired now. But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old

I be riding through the town, town, town I be riding through the town My music loud Windows down yeah you can hear me now I turn it up, I need that bass And my chain so bright can’t see my face Can’t nobody get up in my car today Back seat feeling like a

In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (Skrrt, skrrt) Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (Dash digi') Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (Lit) Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (Nah) Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (Sauce)