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bussin leave they own folks layin in the street to die
And when you get up they seem to hold you down, oh yes you did and i ain t even tryna choke your chain or pull your leg &, cause i injected dope in my veins
Sometimes i wonder if i was born rich with plenty, divide and strain could i describe pain could i describe livin life without desire mayne
Cause i injected dope in my veins, woo woo woo changing lanes on the regular talkin on my cellular fast 8Ball, but i m just hustling i m waiting on tomorrow
Or would you run real slow like i ran in my dream like, just spit these messages cause i m blessed with it what if you had the chance to be able to switch hands with me or anyone you see, cause no one ever knows
I hit the bat into the ball and out of the park, putting paper away
cause no one ever knows
and when you get up they seem to hold you down
And if you really wanna take it deep this shit not quanum to me for one and each and each and all for the sci-fi mat more religious, what if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids &, cause no one ever knows
If i didn t have to learn to beat them streets and get that dough, i m just trying to feed my babies face, life was beautiful like the colors of a rainbow
If i didn t have to learn to beat them streets and get that dough, and the only way is to keep your head on right MJG, divide and strain could i describe pain could i describe livin life without desire mayne
And live with the question alone that s meddlin hard, what if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids
hustling waiting on tomorrow
When a killer wanna pull it would it seem like, would i be the same prim row all my niggaz know
and live with the question alone that s meddlin hard
And i ain t even tryna fuck with your head and i ain t even tryna sweat this, or would you run real slow like i ran in my dream like
living life in the fast lane
living life in the fast lane
cause no one ever knows
Putting paper away, but i m just hustling i m waiting on tomorrow Confessions, just the other day i tried to be a hero but it wasn t the side of me or maybe it just wasn t the time to be but if the shoe had to fit then i would
What if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids, cause no one ever knows Confessions, no one ever knows
and everyday was sunny didn t no rain fall
oh yes you did and i ain t even tryna choke your chain or pull your leg
Living life in the fast lane, and the only way is to keep your head on right
The light flash in front of your face, woo woo woo changing lanes on the regular talkin on my cellular fast 8Ball, just spit these messages cause i m blessed with it what if you had the chance to be able to switch hands with me or anyone you see
I m just trying to feed my babies face, could i survive if i couldn t rap or entertain alive, cuts in living life in the fast lane
Sitting here waiting on tomorrow, and i ain t even tryna fuck with your head and i ain t even tryna sweat this
Living life in the fast lane, down to the ground gotta stay focused with your eyes opened wide 8Ball, no one ever knows
Be ahead of the game playin the part i bring it all into the light from out of the, down to the ground gotta stay focused with your eyes opened wide, putting paper away
See the sun rise i keep my hands on the steering wheel when i m creepin up 75, no one ever knows, oh yes you did and i ain t even tryna choke your chain or pull your leg
Cause i injected dope in my veins, just the other day i tried to be a hero but it wasn t the side of me or maybe it just wasn t the time to be but if the shoe had to fit then i would, cuts in living life in the fast lane
And free you can t beat it who can you blame my world is like a picture and the frame, what if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids, watching cause they wanna take me away
cause no one ever knows
no one ever knows
sitting here waiting on tomorrow
No one ever knows, living life in the fast lane
Bussin leave they own folks layin in the street to die, what if you was on the other end of the bullet, but i m just hustling i m waiting on tomorrow
could i survive if i couldn t rap or entertain alive
No one ever knows, the picture might change but the frame stays the same
Cause no one ever knows, sometimes i wonder if i was born rich with plenty
Cause no one ever knows, the picture might change but the frame stays the same
yea yea sittin looking out my window the streets i see ain t pretty
If i didn t have to learn to beat them streets and get that dough, hustling waiting on tomorrow 8Ball, but i m just hustling i m waiting on tomorrow
cause no one ever knows
Bussin leave they own folks layin in the street to die, putting paper away, the light flash in front of your face