don't want me, I want you Don't you know I'm losing sleep at night Sleep at night I don't know what I'm going to do You don't know what you're putting
takin forever By the way, Chris to Shamika lend me the Caddy for my date to impress her Low on doe so you know I never trick on these broads I got a million dollar deal but still I
seem to think what I do is a blast Cause I'm always on the road and I'm makin' some cash But they don't know Really know The pressure it is for some
she makes my heart swell I love the way she feels, I love the way she smells I love the way she talks, I love the stories she tells There's nothing I don't
phone don't ring And the bell don't chime And that someone new, you'll never get used to Well that's me not loving you Didn't I tell you when you
sick delivery, like I drive a coroner van (damn) I'm demented, spittin writtens as sick as I can Grenade grippin, fittin to detonate Disneyland I am teachin
to put that iron on a nigga ass, Nigga claimin' the three, and I don't even know him, But I'm from sixth and B, so I'ma show him, Perform for him go for
I heard him mention somethin about Colombians an I could come stay wit him if I didn't like the way that moms treat me I juss didn't like the way that
I'm Violent J bitch I put my boys on a track even though they suck "Yo dawg I'm Dave and I don't five a fuck" I did a record deal I signed a contract
partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib, I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals, I'm just kinda fried I don't know why , I just popped up
fried, niggaz don't crie But I know you do you fake You can't compete with me you'z ain't free I smoke on trees and I trap and rap in tha atl Shit, I
for my cream I will have that red beam on hot beam Now I hear sirens, wait I think I see one behind me I ain't trippin baby, money got me Unh (I run
I.P. diseased [Lil' Wayne] I'm a killa Hey I'm a killa Huh I'm a killa Yeah I'm a kill Yeah I'ma killa I'm a killa I'm a kill 'em Yeah already
people seem to think what I do is a blast 'Cause I'm always on the road and I'm makin' some cash But they don't know Really know The pressure it is for
"You'll never take me alive, copper" "Look, reindeer, don't be silly, just come on down" "I'm going to get that conny to ma" "Don't waste anymore, sit
? Ain't no hands in da air unless it's a drink wit it Honeys lovin' 'cus they know I rock da bells in here Thugs wit me 'cus they know I roll wit Kells
cant fuck wit dis pimp nigga (Vrroom Vrroom Vroom) Bring it to the floor muthafucka Don't get yo ass put into a muh fuckin piledriver like I said
my partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals I'm just kinda fried, I don't know why I just popped up