I'm getting faded That way you move it ooh that's crazy Ooh so sexy you got that natural The way you move it ooh that's crazy So amazing, I'm getting
I wasn't good enough for you So I punished us both and didn't stay true So much pain I know I've caused you Truly I'm sorry every day that I'm away girl
the sky, I make you smile But you'd rather have what makes you cry Say goodbye an' I leave now With my heart on my sleeve, memories now What I found
when I see you I'm gonna pul it (blaah) You dyed ya hear blond, I'm a make it red How you gonna sell records Marshall when you dead Motherfuck make
shit positive, you know what i'm sayin? i rapp about shit around me, shit i see, you know what i'm sayin? and right now i'm tired of everything, tired
9-9, you're fucked Try your luck, stress this red-head I mix blood in my dye, like my family ties [Chorus (Havoc & Charli)] When you in the mix with
me See these niggas that go with car figures Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure Matchin' jon gotti to roll through customs nigga Roll the custom built shit, I
I ain't part timin', I'm full-time grindin' The nigga wasn't shinin' now a nigga blindin' Them niggas with the dimes and wish that I be ridin' And I
I gut 'em, I roll 'em, I smoke 'em, and I pass 'em I serve 'em, deliver, walk up on 'em and blast 'em I'm strong but my niggaz, I'm takin they cash
till I die, hey, 305 till I die Hey, 305 till I die, hey, 305 till I die Nigga, I ride for my motherfuckin' click I die for my motherfuckin' click I bust heads with
my head, I told my Mom, that I'm gonna stick with this instead Fuck the crack rock , I rapped and hit the jackpot Now I'm on a plane writin' on my laptop
flaw, a lot of people moving up A lot of people moving down You know what I mean, but after this I'm a tell you the truth now Now after these 12
thang I aint tryin' to preach you man I aint tryin' to heat your flame I just wanna teach your brain I'm so full of flavor I'm give some to the weak and
flaw, a lot of people moving up A lot of people moving down You know what I mean, but after this I'm a tell you the truth now Now after these 12 bars
button that i touch set's you off and then i'm fucked. Cause no matter what i do or what i say i'm always wrong. If i call, then i'm calling too much
the knee You could catch one in the torso, B-2-1-2, fuckin' with me Now you can hate me all you want to 'cause I ain't hard to find I got hitters on
niggas don't want it with me So now I'm comin for the love that y'all were keepin from me Finally These niggas don't want it with me And I'm a whole lot
And if I gotta take it that far That mean I left the club nigga and went straight to the car Baby girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set? Well, then you