From the cradle to the grave (Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!) Forever wild from the cradle to the grave Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah) They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend Now I'm a free man on the

(It's time to take the time) You're fighting the weight of the world Close your eyes You can find all you need in your mind You can feel the waves coming on Let them destroy you or carry you on But no one can save you this time Find all you need in your

I'm coming out She's coming out You, you, you, you, you You gotta let it show Yo! I'm coming out Like the sun after rain Ready to shine no time to be plain

So precious, is yours, is mine Only one at a time I never wanna waste your time, my life And look at the time, my God My life, my life If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life

Tell me how you feel 'bout a nigga coming thru on a 4am flex shawty We done came down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving round 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex shawty I'm on my way right now, on the 4am flex yeah You

Our days are never coming back I've forgotten too Do you want me to try? Directing your night The purest forms of life The cannons of our time I need not fear the love You love to love the fear I never want to be alone

With you here, I am home But here won't last too long The hardest love is when you're gone, no Keep running back to the last time Tell me everything’s in you baby And all your welcoming words never phase me Your hazy, welcoming eyes were my safety Tell

Soon as I get home Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back It's time to turn the streets into a war zone Grab my gats, locate my comrades Let's get my money out the safe Soon as I come home Dear baby, it's me again, stuck inside this mad pen

Been a long time gone, Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again. Daddy sits on the front porch swinging, Looking out on a vacant field. Used to be filled with burley t'bacca. Now he knows it never will. My brother found work in Indiana, Sister's a

Show me that phone in your pocket I'll show you mine Show me that phone in your pocket girl Show me yours, I'll show you mine No love, no love, no no 'Cause I got all the things I wanna say But nothing's coming out And all the times I came to you I never