their blues Well their wife could've ran off without them But here they've got nothing else to lose We sit around and around and around We sit around and around and around
'm going Let's go 'round Let's go 'round CHORUS Yes, you will CHORUS 'Til it goes down, don't make a sound 'Til you come around You come around Comin' around You came around
Now that I've been lovin' you so long How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to carry on When all that I've been livin' for is gone
end zone, high stepping, prime time Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the night time I get rich off livin
1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve And everybody know what's golden, matter of fact platinum, ?mores trap to mold in? Once I explode and I, burn up the road and Cruise around
Yo, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, G. Dep! [G. Dep] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the
Niggaz outta pen'll understand this shit Pop champagne like I won a championship (uhh, uhh) Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. spoken words by Puff Been around
Mary, talk to 'em [Mary] I Yeah I You takin' a part of me That I cannot set free See me lettin' go No this ain't the time I got too much livin
What's wrong with you son? Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one? Then you livin an illusion, livin in a used one while I'm in the Limited,
land the size of philly of course Can imagine the price that my jewelery really would cost We go to clubs with a briefcase and a half milli to floss, damn Fuck around
by over 1200 V.C. Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day} {Severely wounded and riskin' his own life, Lawrence Joll, a medic Was the first livin
a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats But just livin
bitch down in the god damn street But just livin' in the city a serious task Bitch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask But livin' in the
' about takin' me out - huh you're funny More guns and more money, think about it You're dead I'm livin You're fuckin' with the unforgiven - nigga what
pick it up But it's my J O B, I gotta kick it up Another damn reporter on the line with a word quiz I gotta show 'cause I'm livin' in the showbiz Outta
once you let 'em know Who you are and where you're at, you better watch your back 'Cause you might think, you're just dope while you're livin' In a sniper
ain't nothing but a richer trick Just because you're paid, you can still get thick By your low life homies or skanless bitch You gotta move it around
dash Five freaks just to comb my hair Monograms on my underwear Bodyguards around, so please, don't dare You're takin' a chance if you just stop and stare Livin
