It's funny who comes into your life and when. I only remember the the brokenness that I felt. It's funny what your mind holds on to and, at the same time, what you will never recall again. I can remember throwing up all over my gray American Eagle skirt as I drove back to his house, begging. I can remember how my heart felt like it was dead as I sat on the blacktop of a playground parking lot, begging. I can vividly remember running through campus that day feeling everything all at once, trying to get to my car, begging. How it feels like you are breaking internally. How you can't imagine feeling whole again. Think about how debilitating that feeling is. To have an empty mind with thoughts constantly running through it. Think about how it felt to not be able to breathe, not be able to focus, not be able to think about anything else, not be able to plan anything past what is happening at that current moment. When you could feel the hollowness as the pain poured out simultaneously. Think about that time when you could actually feel the pain searing through your body. Well if a bitch'll be a bitch Then a trick'll be a trick I got my nigga Richie Rich and we be all up in the mix This is Thug Life baby rollin' hoes like Vogues Stay the fuck up out of mine And I'll stay out of yours It's a Oakland thang and bitch you wouldn't understand This Tanqueray got me screamin', Fuck yo' man But now you beefin' on the strength That you was thinkin' I was jockin' Hey bitch I got no time for hoes I'm steady clockin' And if it ain't about a buck I gives a fuck It's raggedy hoes like you that keep a nigga stuck So what's up with them low life bitches tryin' to play me Bitch you better see Trojan about yo' baby (Ha ha) Trickin' niggas better catch up on they pimpin' Cause bitches love to catch a nigga when they slippin' You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it.I want you to think about how it feels to have your heart broken. You ain't got to lie to kick it Y'all don't hear me I got these niggas yackin' in my face About some shit that never took place And what you see is what you get, that's what he told me I peeped it in his pose, exposed the fuckin' phony I'm gettin' richer so they claim to be my homie With them bitches, they be speakin' down on me Hey, it's gettin' drastic Gunnin' niggas down cause they plastic Sleep on a G and get that ass kicked And stuffed in a casket Rippin' the shit like it's my muthafuckin' last hit Hey they wonder why a nigga's nothin' nice And every time I bust a nut I fuck for Tyson Cause I know the real on the bitch She got to skit ya just to get a nigga's riches (fuck that bitch) I pray to God that the bitch don't get no dick And got a nigga screamin' Fuck That Bitch! You ain't got to lie to kick it To the tricks and the bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches (aight!), (you know what I'm sayin') Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches (aight!) Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it Jack of all trades ballin' like Jordan you punk Fake inside the paint in fact I know you can't Do half of the shit that you was claimin' in the county Suckas on yo jock you claim you run the block Polyurethane busta cracked in half You claim you foldin' bank but I know yo bank stank I lived around the corner I seen you fully smoked Must I say some more you weighed a buck 04 You sold ya TV for a buck cause it was way too late Now they sent you upstate and you done gained some weight You's a baller lyin' to them youngstas quick Got them thinkin' you sick and representin' yo click But you's an old basehead kickin' too much hype Yo bicentennial pipe it got rally stripes And if they knew yo identity You'd probably be the victim of a stickin' (ugh ugh) You ain't got to lie to kick it You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches (aight!), (you know what I'm sayin') Out to get a nigga's riches (real niggas up, hoes down) You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches (aight!) Out to get a nigga's riches
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