I'm tired of broken street glass. Not gettin' no ass unless the babies sleep. But even then it seems like we're tryin' to keep. Tired of payin' taxes
[Verse I] So many times, you could have walked away. But I didn't have to say a word to convince you to stay. Cause you know and I know this thing is
I just want to ask a question where would I be if I didn't know you, who would I be baby if I didn't know you [Chorus:] Who would I be if I didn't
mmm mmm [Verse 1] I look in the mirror And so much has changed Ever since I had the babies I just don't feel the same Ooohh cuz everyday I'm working
to pump yo' brakes Keep a heater nigga need for them restless snakes Right in my face caught a case tryin' to defend my space Dodging snitches police niggaz jumping state to state What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody? The kind
too long y'all Go ahead, go ahead Somebody that will slap away your blindness? Whatcha want? Somebody who'll corrupt your heart with too much kindness
forget him Stood our ground and we put this down It'll be my niggas we out on the grind Know now for wealth Together forever still one of a kind Got love
a little school money But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy And flunked outta school with the flag pole And left my mother dear at home with a sad soul
heart was simple just like mine is Then you would know just how it feels When someone takes advantage of your kindness You think you're never gonna heal If your soul
our own thang We're doing our own thang We're doing our own thang We're doing our own thang Well my family sets all the trends From soul to soul, large
for loaning me this microphone once again They may have to wrestle to get it back You know, as a result of my son common touring the world Pops has acquired a wonderful extended family
, or make the nigga rich? Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back I'm kind of schizophrenic
to stop me busting nine-nines Wild ridahs, all I see when I open up Baby girl fucking you now, before I blow up You know what? I seen your kind before
Or holding up a grind And You already knowing life's a big fight Against time Man Crime minds Really shine Who's dying Is the kind Man When some of us
communists can come and qwell ya They call me the King of Darkness, when I offer you no pain Why would they label me heartless, when your love is my cocaine And your soul
if my Cards reveal, had to see some of the hardest squeal, ya'll guard ya grill Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a whole lot
to stop me busting nine-nines Wild ridahs all I see when I open up Baby girl fucking you now, before I blow up You know what? I seen your kind before
make the nigga rich? Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin', and talkin' behind my back I'm kind of schizophrenic
