tells Critic can kiss my ass I might go to thinkin' about my past Get mad, I reach in my stash and blast Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga like we
a gamble, and I'ma scramble till my pockets wealthy Fuck what they tell me, I'm all about my biz Bitch, street biz or showbiz, I'ma make y'all know
' battles done face to face I miss those days, these days, ghost writers Fake artists with nothin' to say I'ma give it, wish due my street dues Just
, ease my edge, and be a nigga to the end But it's more to life then me and my Benz When my mama told to speak to my friends I kinda took that shit to
is all my warriors is lovin my rep how I took it to the world from the project steps playin touch with my broad like my children and it ain't like back
I make the time to pick 'em up But you find somethin to stick in my face - it ain't me fuckin up It's bad enough, face to face, always wanna catch a case
And everybody say they think it's all gonna change You paint me pictures, but they all look the same Its strange, I'm standin in my own frame of thought
Diamonds a girl's best friend, you can provide them Might even act a fool while your hittin' it When you see me in my days blow a whole lot of change
It's like my, my, my I'm not really complaining But it makes me wanna cry I know You can see what I'm saying It's like my, my, my, it's like my, my,
you I live this shit, it's never gon stop Open niggaz face wit a octopus top Face all ripped up, catch me on the block Shells all loaded up, catch me
you could belong Going through changes we've been through When another brother is trying to make a play Oh no, don't you let go When another woman jump in my face
my turn colors, like a million watch my turn colors, like a million watch my turn colors, like a million watch my turn colors. ..everything , diamonds and my .. change
my arms tomorrow I just gotta get through today But hey, what's one more day to wait? (One more day) I been countin' all the days Watchin' all the season change
change but we're still here We set sail without a destination Weathered storms along the way Face to face with temper And temptation Hey girl, you've lucked out All
's face Remembering our days Walking in oblivion Walking in oblivion It's gotta give, it's gotta change Today is the day To all the men whom I've loved To all
Get your passport and your bikini You need a holiday, come, see me I know you're tired of the same old scenery And I could change all that so easily
learn If you ever need someone Sorry 'bout the things I've done My life goes in reverse If you ever change your mind When the rainy days are gone And the balance returns All
you pain I was just caught up in the lying game But now those days are over I've changed my ways And I'm counting the minutes I'm counting the days