IsnĀ“t it lovely, all alone? Heart made of glass, my mind of stone Tear me to pieces, skin to bone Hello, welcome home At the Phoenix game
Phoenix Suns at it Bill-lenciaga on āem it say Bill nigga It say Billenciaga
I got custom Balenciaga donĀ“t say baa I canĀ“t get accustomed to be a role model. This shit suck Pop a nigga like a damn tag but I keep my collar up I bet you canĀ“t find this in the mall right here lilĀ“ bruh Bullet proof lilĀ“ Bonnie truck I move like mafia like Donald Trump IĀ“m at the top where you canĀ“t reach me you can keep the bottom bunk Send money to Haiti The rest IĀ“m saving for my baby college fund ItĀ“s crazy the way these niggas turn around and hate me. I treat them like my son
I feel like how much time do I gotta do time or is it not enough? A stupid car roll Ā“round my block came through two times so I shot it up A stupid car roll Ā“round my block two times the other day. I shot it up Love all my opps more than my dogs cause if my dogs tend to change At least I can say the pussy nigga stayed the same Show em who can pulled up Mulsanne Show em who came show em who came The bitch ass nigga wonĀ“t do a bitch ass thing Baby they fugazi Once I show my love they show me why they donĀ“t deserve it Right then soon as I put my guard down thatĀ“s when they hurt me
Big boy steppinĀ“ pull up 9-11 itĀ“s an emergency IĀ“ma leave his brain right on the curb itĀ“s for the curtesy Tired of them bitch using me like they ainĀ“t even using me right eh Tired of them bitch using me like they ainĀ“t even using me right Took my sweetness as a weakness At times I feel like weepinĀ“ But itĀ“d be pleasing and amusing to you if you see me cry I was born in the storm ainĀ“t no peace or no violence I was born in the storm Down the yellow brick road but I donĀ“t know where IĀ“m going IĀ“m going down the yellow brick road IĀ“m floatin IĀ“m just headin down the yellow brick road but I donĀ“t know where IĀ“m going
HeadinĀ“ nowhere fast I hope I donĀ“t crash Bible on the dash Put them snipers on yo ass Real quick real quick Real quick real quick Real quick On the yellow brick road but I donĀ“t know where IĀ“m going I was born in the storm Prison my next door neighbor Cause thatĀ“s right where I was going