I just may walk up in Saks Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug I take off, no jet lag Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Spend that shit,

I feel like the sky is falling down Ain’t nobody here to play around Push it to the edge, I won’t back down 'Cause it’s time to go hard or go home One way up, no way out I give it all, all for the family We stay up, no bail outs Give it all, all for the

Next time you point a finger But the way I, way I see it I might have to bend it back I'll point you to the mirror And break it, break it off (I'll point you to the mirror) You don't have to believe me Can't make my own decisions

Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all "Good God Almighty, like back in the old days You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock But

What goes up, must come down) (What goes around, comes around Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn' Weren't

What goes around, comes around What goes up, must come down Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn Weren't you

Back off, back off bitch Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch You better back off, back off bitch Face of an angel with the love of a witch Oh baby, pretty baby Oh honey, you let me down honey I ain't playin' childhood games no more I said it's time for

I’m comin’ back I’m comin’ back to outlast every outcast Like a hammer to a landmine You better stick to what you know ‘Cause I ain’t playing just to rewind I’m just feeding my appetite (I’m just feeding my appetite) Don’t you know I broke the mold? It’s

And you know that in time you will find That they always come back, yeah they always come back We've all been played, we all get hurt Just take the pain and let that motherfucker burn They're all the same, they never learn So dig their grave, and let

Lie me beside you every night And dread the day you might be gone She said "In case you hadn't noticed that Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no) And I ain't about to anymore" For I know not just what I've done Lying face down in