need it You better believe it We still gettin form my first song My money long (money-my money long) My money long (money-my money long) My money long (money-my money long
, for sure I can't love you this much, I can't love you this much I can't love you this much, I can't love you this much I can't love you this much,
All the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming "Ain't
Uh, uh, Young Money, yeah, yeah I know way too many people here right now That I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all? I swear it feels like
this too long (You don't have to wait, you don't have to wait on him, baby) All that you need I can give you (You don't have to wait, you don't have to
Then, there are the times in my life When I feel, trapped Feel there's, no way out No escape To be honest, I don't know where my life is goin Where I'
it, does it real good I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm I long dick her like
can't forget If you think I'm coming back, don't hold your breath I was under your spell for such a long time Couldn't break the chains You played with my
Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, motherfucker, All right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my
pain is what it got me, my life, now its changed, my life aint the same as you are, heartbroken, to the point sometimes wanna end it, if I can?t have
it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault I sell I pull
simply cannot win It's always fun in the beginning but it's pain in the end Pain, pain, pain, pain Gold rope wearer, neighborhood terror Can't hang around my
that, I can't commit to that but then you stepped to me "Damn" blew my whole spot up dropped me to my knees, and I still don't think I got up ugh, you
like, niggaz feel my pain Know the shit I don't write be the illest shit that's ever been recited In the game word to the hyphen in my name J A Y dash
at my soarin', feelin' like Jordan Hold up, I ain't finished yet On the top but you just don't get it yet I don't get cut, I make 'em cut the check
a friend of me The more money I made, you actin' like my enemy It's crazy, I can't help it if you feelin' change Thought the pressure would turn you to my
