royals We are nothing if not nice, we are coughing if we are wise Roll me up like a leafy spliff, fuck that, roll me up and trust me Why is there so
royals We are nothing if not nice We are coughing if we are wise Roll me up like a leafy spliff F@#k that, roll me up and trust me
the royals We are nothing if not nice We are coughing if we are wise Roll me up like a leafy spliff Fuck that, roll me up and Trust me Why is there so
don't wanna see me shine Don't wanna see me shine Don't wanna see me fly Don't wanna see me ride They don't wanna see me shine Don't wanna see me shine
you will never need a sub And Ii??m neva looking down so I always know wassup A picture wont do me Justice League in this bitch I'ma do me trust this
'm paranoid Stuck in a room of staring faces, yeah Caught in a nightmare, can't wake up If you hear my cry running through the streets I'm about to freak, come on rescue me
iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we
Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me, she sexy Every night is different pussy since my girl left me And I tried to make her stay with me, but
ready to call it quits from all this shit Even resign from the niggaz I been balling with I?m second guessing, all this negative energy It?s making me realize why niggaz really envy me
) Nowhere to turn. There's no way out. P. Diddy: It takes heart just to live in these streets. You niggaz let the heat take the bitter with the sweet. They can't hurt me
, good fellas in rotation, uhh That's why niggaz wanna twist my shit, flip my wig Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gibbs Before they draw, niggaz threw me
me the ass, you could give me the dough You can give me 'dro but pass the Courvoisier Give me some money, you can give me some cars But you can give me
'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg,
girls like street guys Skated straight past college baby street wise Don't let this rap thang fool ya I got street ties I said a street life baby my own life street
G ride Me and a freak hit a motel crash spot The streets was hot Rubbed me down, said she adored me Said the gunfire made her horny The she pushed me
fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got the devil got me thinking 'bout them ill moves Every damn kid on the street,
don't know who you are, my friends or foes Smile in my face and plot to kill me behind doors I got a new attitude, no trust Got me in a corner all a nigga
