I know I'm not the only one Who regrets the things they've done Sometimes I just feel it's only me I wish I could live a little more Look up to the sky, not just the floor I feel like my life is flashing by And all I can do is watch and cry I miss the

Steady with the crew, steady with the crew And you never liked it, and you never liked them My Lambo gon' skrr, my crib ain't got service I got shit to lose, that shit make me nervous I got shit to lose, gotta keep my cool Gotta watch the dukes, can't

I ain't gon' lie I got money and the power Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah the famous life it'll eat you up alive It's a game and I put my feelings to the side Times up I check my watch every hour All of my diamonds they blind them I can't fuck her she a minor

White Ferrari Bad luck to talk on these rides Mind on the road Your dilated eyes watch the clouds float Had a good time 16: how was I supposed to know anything? I let you out at Central I didn't care to state the plain Kept my mouth closed

'Cause I need answers from you I got questions for you So why don't you got answers for me? Have you ever lied? It's a dumb question, baby girl, 'cause everybody lies But did you lie with someone else, baby? Watchu tryna do? Are you tryna hurt my ego?

The race is almost run The days of Pearly Spencer A tenement, a dirty street Walked and worn by shoe less feet Inside it's long and so complete Watched by shivering sun Old eyes in a small child's face Watching as the shadows race Trough walls and cracks

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends screaming, 'Let me out' This is our last dance Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for

All my life I've been waiting for moments to come When I catch fire and watch over you like the sun I will fight to fix up and get things right I can't change the world but maybe I'll change your mind Oh say, can you see? This is not who I'm supposed to

And this is how it all began On our first campaign to the Fatherland There was writing on the walls Looked like "Circus" there for me We were smoking Karl Marx With the junkies in the park I watched the barmaid keeping track By marking X's on our mats

Fuck it, I'll do it myself I don't need her, I don't need him No one's got this, no one's got that Everyone scared, everyone pussy Everyone watch, just keep looking No one taught me, I was like damn No one puttin' me on, damn Everyone scared to go talk