Could you ever forgive me for all those times I said I'm sorry, and all the times I was never there for you? I wanted to but something held me back from
spend 20 you should do something honest wit your granny church money it's alright (it's alright) it's ok (it's ok) it's the first of the month you should
mothafucka first day out Took air in my lungs, been awhile since I did so Smoked me a blunt, fucked a hood rat ho Kill a couple niggas, smack a couple
like the shit on the mixtapes First you was hustling bustin them shells Then you went commercial to get a couple of sells That's what you got a couple
He got on the phone, and called this nigga who was pumpin And asked if he could, would the nigga front him somethin ??? business, but they done it face-to-face
down and made a couple of friends Who put us up on the St. Louis cap The Smith Center, with Big Bob, Little Steve, Tojo, Biss and Rich and a couple of
ya'll Heavier than ten tanks when we mash ya squad Trash get charged merking the handcrafted card Haters flossing, ammuninating, need to pass the BAR first Come out your face
It looks just like just another brand new life But that picture ain?t complete Cuz what it really is is one expert after another Breakin? their hearts month after month
window to throw it out Lookin like who don't you want and where it come from Sippin on chickin wing, smackin on stout Step to his boys, the label of the month
When your parents left for a week that month You couldn't seperate the 2 of us Down on the edge of that lake Where more then memories were made Like
wait 'til the end of the night to step outside wit me You know the history of the guys with me? Extortion, kidnappin Murder in the first, niggaz live
affiliates contract hits, I let da street declare war when you want dat beef, Talk cheap, get money, I was taught to ride, Loyalty came first and we dont
But that's where niggas change like hundreds after they broke Politican wit baby chan we sat and we spoke about how we feel guilty givin crack to the folks First of the month
yell freeze, guns aimed at me And even though I drop my phone it's plain to see [Chorus] [Verse 3] It was a 2 month tour that ended in Japan So the first
face my cases And keep Fifth focused in Camden where the murder rates outrages 'cause he that next nigga after me And he'll punch you in the face right
[Intro] A lotta weed in the system A lotta liquor in the system I got pills in my system [Kyzah] Been a month, a week, couple days without smokin Smoke
inna him face and know this bwoy have a plan Juju touch mi pon my shoulda seh di bwoy a demon First ting him waan to know is where dat smell is comin
know the secret I wanna know the secret I gotta have a MeatShake Gotta have a MeatShake I gotta know the secret I gotta know the secret I w.. [couple