B.I.G. is making this cream Bitches always say what the hell does that mean? B is for the bitches, who can't understand How one fly nigga became a man I is for the way it goes in and out One by one I knocks 'em out G is for the way the game goes in the

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

You know how that shit go Runnin' through the 6 with my woes I was runnin' through the 6 with my woes Yeah, this that Oliver 40 Niko shit man, 15 Fort York shit ya know Boi-1da, what's poppin'? Countin' money you know how it goes Pray the real live

Turn the key, turn the volume up to loud Roll right, roll every window down Let the whole block know what this is about That beat is hot This is how it goes Welcome one and all to the show

And it goes And I just feel helpless How long will this take to end? Welcome to my home town and down I'm losing my mind And I don't think you could save me this time When will I get through this?

So crawl on my belly til the sun goes down I'll never wear your broken crown I took the road and I fucked it all the way Now in this twilight, how dare you speak of grace Touch my mouth And hold my tongue I'll never be your chosen one I'll be home,

Frantic tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Would I use them to get back on track? To know how I'll go? Can I find it inside You live it or lie it! My lifestyle determines my deathstyle Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search

Yeah, I've been burning up since you left I've been burning, yes, I've been burning Such a burden, this flame on my chest No insurance to pay for the damage Funny how time goes by Had respect for myself That river ran dry You reached the limit I wasn't

Too many missed calls, too many texts I know that it won’t be long, yeah You’ll be like 'Babe, come over' I know how this goes, yeah Talk about you need closure Every time the weekend comes, yeah Damn, I wish I missed my ex Til you‘re gonna call my