1.Trap Back Jumpin'
Hook：
It's time to get trap back jumpin
get shit and back poppin
oh copin, oh I show this sucka nigga how it go
I show you how to move a lot of flow
nigga say they loud but they lie
so it's time to get trap back jumpin,
get shit back poppin bitch
hey who that say I got the shit
hey bitch who you know I hide the dick, this is
I'll show you how to do the shit
They tryin to getting bricks out of that bag
put that scale back on the deck
seat that vision we on the stole
next to the bake saw the pirate
drop that war out off that pilot
let it boy love and get high
then whippin good but your real life there there hide trip a
little bit
you get may paper off of that yeah ayo
and jazzin bout of the bandano
your bitch is fuck when I say so plus got hair plus of my pay
roll
this bank get home where we don't play
violate me and this will be your day
catch a nigga coming out of the DOA
hit em with the chopper leave be your A
you can play with niggas not me okay？
the mother niggas sucker I'm a G okay？
see I can't G I G okay？
respect that shit and you will be okay
let get it straight one cent for all
I run this shit ball none to y'all
and now I wanna y'all nigga picking to me
can't none of y'all take this city for me
ten years off and I'm still tight
I have fast and they still like
you keep trap shit wehn I feel like
you dope boy know what a..lie
DeNiro our filos, big bank rows don't see lows
oozes makes zeros here we go
Hook：
It's time to get trap back jumpin
get shit and back poppin
oh copin, oh I show this sucka nigga how it go
I show you how to move a lot of flow
nigga say they loud but they lie
so it's time to get trap back jumpin,
get shit back poppin bitch
hey who that say I got the shit
hey bitch who you know I hide the dick, this is
I'll show you how to do the shit
It's time to put that work back in the stash box
but that real corn they slare
hit that high way from bout five day they come back and get paid
got head corners and whole thing Chevrolets and them go things
got Rolex, you got Benzes then the solo for the cocaine
it's cold game but it's cool though
work it gone and I move low, won't sick on and it's too low
you got twenty..yeah here you go
I got big whips so sick y'all and big sweets about six roll
your shit had oh yeah bro, that shit drop won't say much
platinum all in my wall dough, crib big like a moll dough
I'm doing numbers like call all, plus more money I call you
my house worth your whole life, your condos my own ice
you niggas barely in first class I charge the G for..
can't tell me shit homie down here I'm good as it get homie
ain't nobody got shit homie, I'm a little nigga but I'm big
homie
I'm big homie do big shit, you know work up I kick shit
rap farm but don't fork it then I'm back ferry got more brick
It's time to get them pre-pay and them metro
get activated talk in cold, open here we got big blow
next dope pounds of that petro
we getting dough off anything, got activism if you sippin lean
I'm scritch pears and Moly even got hair run if you bout it
shawty my shut open the all night, got blossed the whole white
don't like me that's alright, come fight me yeah nigga yeah
right
and nigga getting wrong and getting dare right
we get asshole them, all about my cat flow,
your new bitch with my last hoe,
I got six list in my main box, six pack under my tape top
I got a snoot know to get six shots
nigga try me I think not, my tempo bad I might blink out
bust a nigga before can't even think about
what I got to lose if he bust a move
well I got to do what I got to do
try rollin, poppin always selling something
you got it if you want it and whatever for the money
all my grind ain't lie, for the Prada from a dmie up
they know what I find at, do you know what the time for
2.Addresses
Aye
Aye aye
Aye, faggot what he say？ Ride dirty when I play
Bitch it ain't disrespectin' as you wonder what the K
Put an address on that shit, what you talk bout？ What you mean？
Wanna see me in the street, that place a issued magazine
All that placin and the poppin you be doin for them hoes
How I run up with that choppa, give it to you with them hoes
I'm the showster, keeping dough covered
Mental sucka talkin trouble, trouble it ain't on they
Aye listen to me bruh, don't bring that bullshit to me bruh
It ain't no back and forth, fuck with me I'm torchin niggas
Don't go to war unless your money right
Room full of money, hold up, not a one in sight
Right？ Hey nigga I can't afford a good fight
Haha, but I can't afford a one life
All on that sucka shit, you broke it now you so upset
All that shit you kick around the city get you no respect
I know rap beat, what you want？ And shit I PD it
You such a gangsta, get some money out the street then
Been in the game for 11 years, if I was such a ho
Nigga I'da been exposed 10 years ago
Never been robbed, never got my chain took
Never even been hit in my face, you don't believe？ Look
Them people lookin at me bad when I was trigga happy
It was no short of matches, I just got to get mackin
Aye, faggot what he say？ Ride dirty when I play
Bitch it ain't disrespectin' as you wonder what the K
Put an address on that shit, what you talk bout？ What you mean？
Wanna see me in the street, that place a issued magazine
All that placin and the poppin you be doin for them hoes
How I run up with that choppa, give it to you with them hoes
I'm the showster, keeping dough covered
Mental sucka talkin trouble, trouble it ain't on they
I swear to God another day another fuck nigga
Then why I just get that paper？ Be like fuck nigga
Sucka nigga you were tough but now you done some
I'm done talkin but your girl wanna run some
Hater turn your TV on that week and see my family hustle
And everybody on yo street just see your family struggle
What happened bruh？ That's yo connect jumpin like fuck em dawg
No money when I see it, see you, I see none at all
That chick I'm chasin after, never mind them hate a rapper
Makin situation stick it like an hour later rapper
Then fuck the cities all, this shit ain't shit to all
Keep on, now shorty fuck on tape, how you a city dawg
Aye, faggot what he say？ Ride dirty when I play
Bitch it ain't disrespectin' as you wonder what the K
Put an address on that shit, what you talk bout？ What you mean？
Wanna see me in the street, that place a issued magazine
All that placin and the poppin you be doin for them hoes
How I run up with that choppa, give it to you with them hoes
I'm the showster, keeping dough covered
Mental sucka talkin trouble, trouble it ain't on they
Go, go
3.Who Want Some
Ahahahah
Yeahh! Okay
Chorus：
All I got is trouble, most you niggas know that
Pistols in the duffle anybody lookiin for 'em
Who want some？ (Who want it bitch) who want some？ (Who want it
ho)
You know anybody？ Get it if you want some
Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Anybody get it think I'm lyin nigga try
Aye, who want some？ (who want it bitch) who want some (Who want
it ho)
You know anybody get it if you want some
Hook：
Aye you can miss me with that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
Okay aye you can miss me with that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga
Verse 1
Im trouble man, stay in trouble, trouble is all I know
A snub nose 44 fitted on my clothes
I love to hustle, trust no one, I'm countin all my dough
In magic city stacks of 20 big tall I throw
Keep it a 100 with the G cuz they all my folk
I do a party a 100 G's to the mall I go
The slow flow, bought the four floor, Mansion out in Cali
Got a matte black Rolls Royce, Bullet proof Denali
Better check a nigga head say he better than me
Man if they really want beef I leave 'em dead as can be
I'm back up in this bitch with Toomp
O gee, what they wanna do？ I shoot a nigga, catch a case
Beat it in a month or two, leggo
Chorus：
All I got is trouble, most you niggas know that
Pistols in this duffle anybody lookiin for 'em
Who want some？ (Who want it bitch) who want some？ (Who want it
ho)
You know anybody？ Get it if you want some
Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Anybody get it think I'm lyin nigga die
Aye, who want some？ (who want it bitch) who want some (Who want
it ho)
You know anybody get it if you want some
Hook：
Aye you can miss me with that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
Okay aye you can miss me with that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga
Verse 2：
Half a million dollar chain, shit so big it's a shame
Millionaires to hang with niggas out there dealin cocaine
Its king man you know I ain't finna deal with no lame
Still like catch me in Bev Hills sittin tall in them things
Walkin out the .......throw them junkies all in my chain
My address and my ensemble that's about all I'mma change
Man play them games if you want to
All my niggas with it, we can bang if you want to
Let all you niggas get it
On probation and I'm waitin for a nigga to jump
You disrespectin the crown and double barrel I dump
Like ain't he learned from the time that he done did in the pen？
Now here this skinny nigga go talkin bout pistols again aaaahhh
Hook：
All I got is trouble, most you niggas know that
Pistols in this duffle anybody lookiin for 'em
Who want some？ (Who want it bitch) who want some？ (Who want it
ho)
You know anybody？ Get it if you want some
Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Anybody get it, think I'm lyin, nigga try
Aye, who want some？ (who want it bitch) who want some (Who want
it ho)
You know anybody get it if you want some
Verse 3：
We been through this, how many times have you niggas forgot？
I get locked up, get out on top, whether you like it or not
Let us remember 'fore my fed case now I was a head case
Hit a nigga neighberhood tell 'em bring the yellow tape
I calmed down for my kids and my mom now
Run up on them sucka niggas, you can put your arms down
And FYI I never put my arms down
Tell the ATF I got three more 380.'s left haaaa
Chorus：
All I got is trouble, most you niggas know that
Pistols in this duffle anybody lookin for 'em
Who want some？ (Who want it bitch) who want some？ (Who want it
ho)
You know anybody？ Get it if you want some
Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Anybody get it think I'm lyin nigga die
Aye, who want some？ (who want it bitch) who want some (Who want
it ho)
You know anybody get it if you want some
Hook：
Aye you can miss me with that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
Okay aye you can miss me with that bullshit (Yeah, fuck that
convo nigga, How bout that action homes yeah)
And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga
T.I. Speaks and Skit
4.Wonderful Life
Uh yea
Uh oh oh
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like
Making yo momma proud, looking in yo daughter's eyes
Kickin it with your sons, trippin, never realize
How good you got it, been so wrapped up in yo losses
You couldn't see the profits, could've been in the projects
Instead releasing projects just poppin when niggas floppin
So youwent back to prison TIP, it could've been a coffin
Now since we talkin, you been trippin ever since I died
Appreciate you missin me but G, you still alive
I'm lookin down at you, and sendin smiles to you
I check the record now, oh tell Tamika hi will you
Told you she would get you, that's good cuz shorty proud wit you
Kids getting big, seen King riding a bicycle
See Niq Niq drive a car, see Bubba big as you
I see Domani rappin, and he's spittin too
Little Deyjah beautiful, and Major supercool
My life is over with dawg, your life is good to you
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like
Sit down, son
And listen to me son, and pay attention to me
Seems like I'm the only one that you would listen to
I never knew the time that I ain't get to spend with you
Would ever result in you making yourself miserable
You gotta let it go, it's painful, I already know
The past is the past, just learn from the grown
So you got crystal wit you？ And your sister Precious too
I'm proud of you, did better than I expected you to
Although I knew you was special when you was smaller
That's why I was so much harder on you, knew you were smaller
Not much convo to offer, I wasn't much of a talker
Great to see you doin better than me, even as a father
Taking care of yo mama, overcoming the drama
Your life is wonderful son, don't let em take it from you
Keep living it to the fullest, treasure it, it's a blessing
Be thankful for all this beauty, when it's over with forget it
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like
Damn
What up, Phil？ So good to hear from you, we missing you
Remembering all of our conversations, daily reminiscing you
The good the day they low, could tell they don't know who to
listen to
Today I watch Jeanette like she was my own and that could
missing you
I swear it's so unfair that I'm right here and you up there
I miss you so much now to the point I call your name but you not
there
Now I can't rest and I can't do shit
Off my mind, I'm so upset
It wasn't your time to beat me there
Broke my heart to see you dead
Shot with bullets that were meant for me, familiy's never
forgiving me
I know, but all I could do was follow your memory
But pops I thank you so much for leaving, I had to grow up
Slanging crack on the corner ain't quite the future you wanted
for me
Was it？ And this pain I feel it never goes away
Does it？ This load I carry get no lighter
I grew up all on my own with a broken heart and a broken home
Taught me everything I've known
Owe you everything I own
I must admit you raised a warrior, my life could be a story book
Hope you proud of me, didn't graduate from college but
Thanks for listening to me,
So long, I had this problem dog
Til we meet in person let's keep speaking through my verses for
life
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like
5.Hallelujah
Jesus loves me
This I know
For the Bible tells me so
Sometimes I wake up feel like I'm in Forest City, Arkansas
Although I'm free I'm still a prisoner of all our soul
Sometimes I lead it, roof in 4, you never ride down since
Just prayin homie, and reminiscin
Sometimes my nightmare seems so real, feel like I'm still in
prison
I reach out far to meet her hand, I'm trippin cuz she listen
It's pitch black dawg, like I'm in solitary
So if my freedom was a dream, Lord please prepare me
It seems like satan want my soul and he refuse to share me
My former 3 ain't talk about me like I'm getting buried
Bastards want me in the casket for my head cold
Trouble in my soul, these devils got a hold
Did everything, you need to kill me, like you did to Joe
He took my diamonds, took my rhymes, took my fame and gold
He took my babysitters, he took my wife and kids
But he can't take nothing God can't give me back again
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
I went to jail, stood tall, then I fell again
It seems like I'm Jonah and right back in that will again
I felt the panic when they locked me in that cell again
I had to pray and meditate, control my breath again
Like Lazarus I've risen from a better death again
The Lord is with me, I could stand against a thousand men
I read the songs of David, prayed to be like Solomon
God's wisdom walkin all amongst these hollow men
I'm a king, I dare to lead when they just follow me
I see a better way, I'm keeping my eyes on the sparrow
I'm exiting my Egypt, tell em wave goodbye to pharaoh
Mother told me fore she left this earth that I was special
Ever cuz I'm special, they gon make me suffer
Like they crucified Jesus right in front his mother
Suckas, but he arose on the 3rd day
Just save your head and get a favor, let the church say
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Jesus loves me
This I know
For the Bible tells me so
Yes, He loves me
This I know
For the Bible tells me so
Oh
6.The Introduction
I come apart baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin trouble sure, moving down the line
I come apart baby, but that's ok cuz
Trouble man, don't get in my way
I'm just a hood nigga I ain't never had shit
Just a bad attitude and a bad bitch
Duffle back full of tools and a half brick
30, 40, 50 grand in the mattress
Living on the edge just a habit dawg
I'm fucked up in the head I don't have it all
Ball like a dog push it to the limit
Bout my business tryna keep from letting pussy niggas in it
My priorities is follow, God first then the fam
Then the hustle, then the money, failure ain't in the plan
Satan on my heel he don't want me to advance
I tell him go to hell sucka catch me if you can
Shit I am who I am, fresh up out of apologies
Sometimes I ain't get in trouble, trouble got in me
Guess it follows me but I stays on my hustle man
Still the motherfuckin man you can call me (Trouble Man)
Trouble man, I always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherfuckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me (Trouble Man)
Drugs and rock n roll, ho you know how I roll
Just left the crossroads, my soul, unsold
Frigerated console, the curtains on my car door
Raw ho, caviar, sushi and escargot
Everywhere I go fresh to death and clean as a bar of soap
Getting blowed like trumpets in the wind in Chicago
God knows I'm hot as El Diablo
Wrist rockier than Colorado walk road
Also my flows I'm taking back although
My art's so Leonardo Da Vinci Picasso
The rain gone come down on your head like tarp holes
I guess these other rappers that's cool as far as soft goes
Sorry Charlie party's over shawty shop closed
King home, bank roll on King Kong
Got these suckas in my scope with the beam on
Prayin for my downfall you can dream on
Make sure I'm back in the Maybach gettin my lean on
Trouble ain't changed me, role model ain't me
Don't be angry now if I'm on the same street
Make a U turn haven't you learned I'm, Trouble Man
Weight on my shoulders, chose to squat with it
Real niggas say I kick it the same way Pac did it
Tell all them sucka nigga what the bizz is
Upset cuz they can't do they thang like he did here
Shit, another year another bid done
No chump change big bank millions
Ya, my money old but I'm still young
Them nigga lookin for some drama I'm a give em some
No more beef a pimp will say goodbye to red meat
But cross a nigga path and your dead meat
Remain on my gang time, after time
'97 college bass head, 99 dime
'98 have provisions on 285 flyin
Skip where you meet KP and L.A Reid got signed
Cut to the present and the rap game mine
Some things never change it remains I'm (Trouble Man)
7.Wild Side
Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Come take a little walk with me through my neighborhood and come
spend a day in my trail
Get your paper right and yay so good, but you keep it too to
your lair
My lil partner holdin that word
Nigga won't wait to keep it round me
Been there, violate on my turf
Nigga you's in danger, died like that
Ain't no investigation, no statin this
And no whip to see it, we ain't seein shit
Pull up at the door with that jewelry on
To come see a bitch, that what he get
We on dog row with no street lights
That pistol play after fist fights
And them geek mobster walk all night
Well the crack pipe, tryina get it right
Midnight we shoot dice, the whole house smellin like cooked cray
You beat me and you talk shit
You get shot bitch and I took that
Hood racks on deck, that loud is all I blow
This shit to you it might sound loud
But this life is all I know
Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Aye, can you picture me back in '93？
Bump it out Dre, well I hit some weed
Cut school, make 10 G's
13, tryina get ki
At 15 I was full grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work and that shit was gone by the
next morning
Yo white nigga running with me
Homicide, want nothing at all
Dead bodies, was nothing to see
That pistol play with jet fun at all
I was 19 with 2 felonies, one of my best friends had a life
sentence
Had my uncle Fred, just like me
He had a bunch of problems, no longer living
All about that cocaine deal
And no education, no pot to piss in
Old school on chrome wheel
Window tinted, pistol hidden
That the shit that I come from
In my heart fear ain't none
Stand tall, I can't run
From this wild side that I walk on
Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
All I ever did was pit on
All my old friends tryina get on
Shorty fall out making these songs
Ever talk down when I get home
Niggas, type of niggas you can shit on
Unexposed, brick chrome
Got body, big bones, that's hard body Jim Jones
Niggas other side, how we switch on em
Finna ride like when the tip's on
Finna make a toast, nigga tip home
First get the bread then you get going
On the land of the LAT where they spit chrome
Where most kids don't get to live long
If they pissed off get pissed on
Pistol whip and strip homie
Left for a minute and they switched on me
Caught em talking down turned a bitch on me
And they snitch on me, they got shit on me
So my guess is death is what they wish on me
You're blowing on the candles, those liz and dark eyes
Cuz they snap up part time when you on that wild side
Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
8.Sorry
My cup runneth over with Pinot Grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin' the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got to be rich, that broke shit is obsolete
Possibly off of my rocker, watch how you watching me
Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a pilot
Officially silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo wallet？
Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
While you clowns couldn't have got a cap and gown if you bought
it
I parlay with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
A broke nigga telling me 'bout how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind nigga telling me it's an eye for an eye
Bullheaded and stubborn I be that way until I die
But find a nigga with more hustle than me I dare you to try
And according to the hand on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so fuck y'all
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please everybody
You can't please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
I grew up in the gutter, life a motherfucker
I get that why I don't trust a motherfucker
Seen a nigga snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
Go to prison in love with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
I seen real G's destroyed by real suckers
Innocent ladies raped and defenseless babies abducted
Such a horrible truth, but you see it over and over
It's nothing, you numb to it and your heart grow colder
Pacify your pain with a chain and a Rover
Fuck it, justify your action by stacking your dough up
You show up with a brick of cocaine and baking soda
Just enough for me to blow up, nigga hold up
Switch the flow up, cause these niggas be snitchin' so much
I promise all they missing's the badge, coffee, and donut
Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
Promise I'm one of the only ones who keep it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't convince
me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
To make my partners resent me enough to come and get me
Catch me slippin' and hit me, just like they did 50
Cause I'm in the position that he think he should be given
Listen, dawg, the fact of the matter is
I'm on a narrow path and we all can't travel
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please everybody
You can't please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What it ain't, what it is？
Even if you gotta live
I learned that apartment is way more exciting than a big ass
house on a hill
I used to be a way better writer and a rapper
When I used to want a black Karmann Ghia
Now a nigga speeding in a Porsche
Feeling like I'm going off a course
Cut these fuck niggas off
Nigga Tip in my life, scream that till I'm hoarse
Duck these get the fuck off me projectiles,
Bitch you ain't really got a choice
I'm living my life live yours
I don't even like rapping fast, but that's how the word come to
me
Talk to me sideways nigga that's your ass
Slow it down, this that shit that'll make you call your momma
Say hey I'm sorry for begging for all them clothes you couldn't
afford
And this the type of shit that'll make you call your rap partner
And say I'm sorry I'm awkward, my fault for fuckin' up the tours
I hated all the attention so I ran from it
Fuck it if we did, but I hope we ain't lose no fans from it
I'm a grown-ass kid, you know ain't never cared about no damn
money
Why do we try so hard to be stars, just to dodge comments
And this that shit that'll make you call your baby mama
When you gone on half a pill, don't know why but that I did
Then you take a flight back to the crib, y'all make love like
college kids
And you say all the shit you gon' do better, we can try this
shit again
'Round the time the dope wear off, you feel stupid, she feel
lost
That's that dope, I mean, I mean dopamine you think Cupid done
worn off
Waiting in the hallway with her arms crossed
Her baby boy face full of applesauce
Maybe should have stayed but it ain't yo fault
Too much pressure, I fell off, I'm sorry
Was young and had to choose between you
And what the rest of the world might offer me, shit what would
you do
Well I'd probably do it differently if second the chance
Only if some cool ass older man would've let me know in advance
This, this quarry, that is dug so deep in a father's chest
When he feel that he's broken up his nest
And he figured shit he was just doing the best that he could
Which end up being the worst that he could
And all some pussy nigga on the internet can say is that verse
ain't good
It's boring - boring？
Really？
When I'm disgusted with this world and I can hardly breathe and
Told so many lies, don't know what to believe
I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she said
She said lay down baby, baby, rest your weary head up
I love these distractions but my mind don't wanna rest
But my body disagree so I laid up on her breasts, yes
Ooh, you are so fucking fine
I woke up the next morning with new purpose on my mind
Ooh, who pulls your ponytail
Who knows your body well
What should I be sorry for？
Who should I be sorry to？
9.Can You Learn
Eh
I got a question for the ladies out there, yea
Cause there's a few things that I would like to know
Before I fuck with you
Oh baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea eh
Oh baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea
You sure you wanna roll with me？ I'm a complicated man
Live my life close to the edge, it ain't even safe to stand
Trouble Man, always into something
Numb to the consequences, guess it's coming if it's coming
But so much shit they say that I can't do because I'm famous
Guess I should live in a bubble like these other entertainers
The danger's so enticing to me, I don't even notice it
Guess I get away or get arrested 'fore it's over with
Prison sentence every year, got everybody after me
Reaper on my heels, I'm just praying he don't catch a G
Imagine me and you, somewhere happy with a few hundred mills
Sill I could go to jail for some years
Cause I push it to the limit, the danger's so exciting
I'm loving every minute, girl this life ain't nothing like it
And you only live once so as long as I'm alive
I be living on the edge, shorty sure you wanna ride？
Oh baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea eh
Oh baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea
Ay ay ay
Aye, they say if the drugs ain't the death of me, the lifestyle
will be
Law keep arresting me, sucka wanna kill me
Still we in the fast lane, grind break, next speed
A million dollar sports car, smoking on the best weed
Fist fights in night clubs for rap beefs
Shootings, retaliations, yes that deed
I guess they just got to catch me when they catch me
Because I'm putting it in they life if they attempt to
disrespect me
Especially when I know they say what go around come around
That's why when we go around I keep a gun around
Cause bullshit, there be none around here
But I got a secret though, I wanna change I swear
But suckas won't let me and feds still sweat me
So I'm looking for the worst to have you praying for the best
Think you can help me if they get me？ Could you handle shit for
me？
Think about it, is your body sure the answer assuming me
Oh baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea eh
Oh baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea
Girl would you give me your number？ (tell the truth)
If I had an ok car, not much money
9 to 5, with a future on me oh
Tell me would you ever fuck with a brother like me？ (would you？)
If I did time in my life, time in my life
Time in my life, time in my life
Tell me could you give your sex to me？ (I really wanna know)
If I was fightin in the club, fightin in the club
Fightin in the club, fightin in the club
Hey baby!
Could you learn？ (put your hands up)
Learn to love a troubled man
(If you got a drink I need you to put that in the air as well,
ok？)
Hey baby
Could you learn？
Could you learn to love a troubled man？ Yea eh
10.The Way We Ride
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Got my top down on my Bentley, I keep it pimpin the mo
2-85 I be hittin, even when there's nowhere to go
My wrists that hang out the window, my Rollie shinning and
shimmer
You see that bad bitch who with ya？ If I want I can get er
Make her a active disciple, or envy and make the point
Make my suite presidential and then I fill it with strippers
Man I got chrome on my wheels, and your ho on my dick
Ride around, no roof on my whip, that's how you know I'm the
shit
They know I'm rich, it don't matter
Bruh cause as fresh as I be
What she do for you you pay er
What she do me, for free
Cause I'm a G, still kick it with the trap nigga buyin things
Swinging through the some new, top down ridin clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Aye clique, my old school is official, got them horses under my
hood
Yea I'm ridin round in your side of town, and I'm blowin O's of
that good rip
In the summer time I got to be
In the fly around, who higher than me？
Nigga can't cheat or try to follow me
I bet Pimp C proud of me
I got the city lights in my rearview
We loud and can't hear you
Got a billion on my music, could be closer then in the future
Blowing big stacks, all we do is that
Valet my shit is feel, fuck up a chick a set
Then it's back to the job, hit the gat, burn a gat
Got my double cup dido'd up, paint a lean sealed up
Bruh looking for me bruh, they what never I've seen
Swinging through with something new, top down riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Ride 40 mill, you see 8 R's nigga
Charm a bitch, you see 8 R's nigga
Got purple stuff in my 20 ounce
I got purple kush in my cigar nigga
Pull string, no guitar, put down, roll it down what they hit for
I don't know if this is yo bitch
She on my dick, you better come get her
Don't want me on yo street with this clean pain and these white
seats
She's gonna be inside here and you have no idea
How she be tryina get up in the whip whenever I'm seen
Rolling through the some new, top down ridin clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that's the way we ride)
11.Cruisin'
Yo
Yeah, I'm on the way
Yeah, I had to pick up the new car
Aight
Aye, I'll be there in a minute
Aye, you dressed
She had on purple panties, blue bikinis
And we were cruisin' in my Lamborghini
She had on purple panties, blue bikinis
And we were cruisin' in my Lamborghini
I pull up shawty came out the house with it
Her bra and panties with her jacket, that's her outfit
Her heels fly, they real high
She used to it, she still fly
My ride new, her shoes on
She love to say she wanna take her top off
My car's orange, her toes too
R. Kelly on, bumpin' that old school
She so so super bad, I move so super fast
Her feet up on the dash, I'm going super fast
She so relaxed, my windows black
Her legs wide open, can they see her while she's layin' in her
My tank full, the night young
Her eyes sayin she want some
She on one, the stars out
Wonder if she thinkin' we can do it on the car now
I know she wanna play, it's written all on her face
What's in them purple bottoms
Girl, I sure want a taste
Pulled up and opened the door
Whole in that new aventador
We parked somewhere down she layin up front and I'm kissin' on
her
Shawty look so good
She say she wanna do it in my ride
Look so good in my ride, she will do it in my ride
[Shawty look so good
She say she wanna do it in my ride](1330375)
[Look so good in my ride, she will do it in my ride
So sexy, I just let her get it right on
Look so sexy in my ride, I just might buy her one](1330378)
So sexy, I just let her get it right on
Look so sexy in my ride, I just might buy her one
12.Hello
Lyricist：Kevin Cates, Clifford Harris, Todd Rundgren, Governor
Washington
(Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello)
Hey, what's happenin'？
It's been a minute
(Hello)
Huh？ I'm just hollerin'
(Hello)
How you doin？
It's been a minute since I seen ya, I fell off for the scene
'Cuz it seem like you wanted other things than da king
Why you fightin', fussin', cussin', and disagreein' wit da king？
When you got cribs, cars, bling, and a king wit da king？
Is the grass as green as it seemed in ya dreams
Are you gettin' all the things that you needed and I ain't bring
Does it satisfy your self-esteem bein' seen on da screen
Is this new nigga the real thing or is just a lil' fling？
Did he buy a nice bracelet and get ya a lil' ring？
Or give you all the attention and the lil' things？
He know what to do with the stuff you stuff in them lil' jeans？
Do he stand up and lean in it 'til you start screamin'？
Or smack your ass and kiss your G-string to start eatin'？
You get how you need it, not only when it's convenient
I just pick up the phone and call you every week or two
To let you know I miss you, to see how that other nigga treatin'
you
I remember morning, noon and night
I used to hold you tight
I know we used to fuss and fight
But I'm just calling to say
(Hello)
Hello
(Hello)
Hello, oh baby
See time has its own funny way of keeping us close
Even though we never stayed, together
I just wanted to say
(Hello)
Hello
Hello, baby
Ay, it's me, hey, what's happenin？ How ya doin'？
I know plenty of niggas pursuin' them panties, all for the
screwin'
Fly you down to Miami
Let you walk the red carpet when I'm out at da Grammys
But I'm what he can never be, a boss, understand me？
He pose and take pictures an' things he buy for ya
He got you a rose, but that don't mean he'd die for ya
Hey, maybe I got too much pride to cry for ya
But not too much to call you and tell you that I adore ya
And tell you how I'm missin you, lovin' you, and kissin' you
And think about the good old days and wanna visit you
This song I'd like to listen to whenever reminisicin' you
You, stay on my mind nevermind how I picture you
Think about the past and all the time that I spent witchu
Rubbin' on that ass from behind as I dig in you
Never been a doubt in my mind that I was diggin' you
How I love you shorty, you'll never find another nigga to
I remember morning, noon and night
I used to hold you tight
I know we used to fuss and fight
But I'm just calling to say
(Hello)
Hello
(Hello)
Hello, oh baby
See time has its own funny way of keeping us close
Even though we never stayed, together
I just wanted to say
(Hello)
Hello
Hello, baby
Every now and then I think of you
And I can't lie I be wantin' you
But I understand that I'm not your man
And I also know that the future's not in your hands
So every now and then I'd call you to say how you doin'
And baby I miss you
Girl, this is just to say hello, hello baby
I remember morning, noon and night
I used to hold you tight
I know we used to fuss and fight
But I'm just calling to say
(Hello)
Hello
(Hello)
Hello, oh baby
See time has its own funny way of keeping us close
Even though we never stayed, together
I just wanted to say
(Hello)
Hello
Hello, baby
Hello, hello, hello, hello
13.Ball
Okay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in this bitch
Hoppin' out of Lambos and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red super model bitch
They may talk a lot of that but they cant do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the lights on
So I grab the Audemar and threw the ice on
I'ma big dawg, got em pissed off
A lot of niggas rapping, ain't none this raw
They like, eh look at T.I., ballin' in the V.I.
Bunch of bad bitches with a looking like Aaliyah
We just pull up, hop out
Go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go hard
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt
The club full of bad bitches and they came to play
Okay it must be your hair cause it ain't your face
Now if you looking for them bottles and them stacks girl
You make your way up to my section where it's at girl
Okay do you wanna kick it with a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get right hoe, roll a dice hoe
And oyu ain't gotta be a dyke cause you like hoe
But everyday I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, buss it open
If you wanna get drunk
Ain't no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Pop that pussy like a gun, pull the trigger
Shake that ass like a salt shaker
I keep a L lit up like an elevator
Bitch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw that dick like darts
Drink all muddy, flag all bloody
I'm killin' these hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I ain't tryna stunt
Ima fire my blunt like Donald Trump
Where you at hoe？ Where you at hoe？
Can a nigga stick key up in ya back door
Tunechi
And do ya thing in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like Boosie dem
That thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple buddies
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya thangs
I like my women fat, ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair don't care as long as none down there
If its manicured I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some money in the air
14.Guns and Roses
Aye have you ever loved somebody so much you can't stand it but
can't do without him？
Do anything for him cuz you truly do adore him
Like dedicate songs, write poems
But they be on that bullshit and you try to ignore him
But you feel like they feel like you ain't right for him
Therefore your heart's torn
Between being with him forever, leaving him never
But it seem like you argue and fighting over whatever
Maybe we can leave, find someone better
Even though you will, you never know none better
My heart says nah, she can't leave me never
Been head over heels since the very day I met er
Feel so deep in love I ain't been able to get up
Sometimes I want some peace of mind cause she don't shut up
Love her to death, don't know whether to kiss er or kill er
Should've known it
From the start it was already over
Now we're just too dumb to notice
Every paper
Even love couldn't save us
We wake up
On a bed of guns and roses
And we don't know which one to choose
But either way, we're gonna lose
Stupid paper
Even love couldn't save us
We wake up
On a bed of guns and roses
Hah, I guess I'd rather suffer with her than be miserable
without er
I ball out of Prada, Gucci, and Belinciaga
They keep her content, you keep down the nonsense
With every corner we turn, around the conflict
Mostly dumb shit, like who she run with？
Where the fuck have you been？ Your pants they don't fit
Really, honestly speaking, some things I don't get
No matter how much she try she can't make it make more sense
Therefore, here we go again
Screaming, yelling at the top of our lungs, she going in
Seeing the kind of shit I be like if you was a man
I would go in your shit, real, no shit
But I love her so much that I can't forget
That the feel of a kiss, it could heal when I'm sick
Still, I don't like to feel like this
If I wouldn't miss er, I would try to get a kill right there
Should've known it
From the start it was already over
Now we're just too dumb to notice
Every paper
Even love couldn't save us
We wake up
On a bed of guns and roses
And we don't know which one to choose
But either way, we're gonna lose
Stupid paper
Even love couldn't save us
We wake up
On a bed of guns and roses
Every time we say our goodbyes
A little piece of my heart breaks off inside
I don't really ever know why
If I could live without you I'd try
Should've known it
From the start it was already over
Now we're just too dumb to notice
Every paper
Even love couldn't save us
We wake up
On a bed of guns and roses
And we don't know which one to choose
But either way, we're gonna lose
Stupid paper
Even love couldn't save us
We wake up
On a bed of guns and roses
15.G Season
Okay
Aye man
I'm sucka free, sucka back until all them suckas get the fuck
out my way man
You understand？
G season!
Told you motherfuckers once, prison ain't changed me
All it did was made a nigga crazy, deranged see？
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck fo？
All I know now is to get out and go for the gusto
So, fuck niggas, fuck hoes
They said, she said, nigga and what, so？
Fuck what they say 'bout my cases, fuck what they say 'bout my
lady
Fuck what they say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my updater, the scripture of probation
How much dough I'm set to makin', where I'm gon go on vacation
Wait, damn
Okay, that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryina take it day to day if they were never G
3 cop cars by the 3's
Bitches call me Papa John cuz I keep that nigga's cheese
Overseas in the sun, living for the fun
In Milan with some bad bitches, probly want a youngin
What will it done？ All the mama done
Ride foreign, comes drawin, getting blown like a blunt
I'm the bomb, terrorist, hella rich, record shit
Nigga ask about me, homie I suggest you tell em this
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
You ain't a G？ don't fuck with me
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
My best flow too cold and jet bring it out
But go to talkin crazy thugh, you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks to pass the whole arena out
Being a sucka I don't need the first thing about
You get the scene, about to come in at your face
Like a volcano hell, lava running out your face
Hey, if your ass out of place
You done find the weathers they took away, I replaced
What can I say？ Another D, another case
Another sentence completed, I'm confident and conceded
I'm sucka free, sucka duck and so tell them suckas to beat it
Don't fuck with me, buster trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I defeated the all
But out my two alarm glory to go
And I ain't even Islamic, so sick whenever I bondage
Just throw me a mill or two and that ought to settle my stomach
Box of money he done it, call me Mr. HeRentIt
These niggas ain't really bout it,
They just be speaking ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic
Promise you you don't want it
Strong as gin ＆ tonic, my left you won't see it coming
My right should be running from it, I catch you with it you
buried
I'mma keep it 100, I better get you a gun
Word bond, real talk
Be my girdle by my lonely cuz these suckas will talk
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
You ain't a G？ don't fuck with me
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Pimp placed on my ass, the more I'm bitch I'm ballin
Killin all my haters, say yo momma pick it often
Hundred rack shorty, I just got ta pick a talker
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get retarded
And I got crazy in that bitch, feel like baby in that bitch
Got your lady on my dick cuz I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that bitch
Stop eatin, just throwin money like they played me for that
shit, hold up
Caught it in the back, now I'm that nigga in the front
Shorty want the real and I'mma give er what she want
OG nigga, you can put it in the blunt
Fuckin all the baddest bitches, I'mma hit em from the front
Good to see their faces on it when a nigga lay it on em
Every time she had a dick I tell her go to making all that
Lord have mercy, these bitches thirsty
I'm the mercy, she kissin on me ushy, we in this bitch
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
That's your main bitch？ She fuckin me
I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a fuckin G
This Meek Millie, C I fuckin P
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
You ain't a G？ don't fuck with me
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
16.Go Get It
I gotta grind, won't stop
Hustle won't quit
Shine like no other, I be on some other shit
I got a high price lifestyle super bad bitch
If I want it, then I got it
If I don't then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bidness
Ball till I fall, floss until I finish
I just go get it, stay about my bidness
I'm living just to kill it, stacking million to the ceiling
Everyday above ground, all I wanna do is ball
Put my money over bitches, put my hustle over all
Louie down to the drawers, Luis Vuitton kicks
Got a mad hatter swagger, bitch I'm stupid dumb sick
With a group of young bitches and they stupid dumb thick
I'm the marathon man, all I do is run shit
A sophisticated convict, superficial, still official
Multimillion dollar shit
Money is the object, hot shit
Bitch I got a sauna on my arm
See bigger with no diamond
Recommend if I should run
They just talk about they got it,
I'm the upper echelon, though
Bitch I'm bout that action, you could go on with that convo
I have done more than you dream bout
Get your dream bitch and your dream house
On lean passing them beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get seen about, bruh you know me, you know I be
Stacking that dough, that's all I see
I g.o.g.e.t.i.t.
I live life, up late night
Get shit faced when I take flight
I get paid, no sick days
My outfit's so switch blade
Don't sniff yay, but I blow dro
Bank roll on loco
Still ride with that 44
Don't let my P-O know
Bad white bitch super thick
I'm Ice T, she Coco
She got another bitch, other bitches
Her ass fat, face so-so, no paper triail
No phone call, no emails, no photos
Just backshot, with that fat butt
And low blow headbutts in slow-mo
Purple label polo and Akoo that's all I do
Man I strive and roll my denim in my new Margiella shoes
Man, we be cool if we just parle
On Margharita Molly and the strongest pack around
Bumpin Shawty in Maui
We menagin' for a hobby
We kick it how we kick it
Know you envy how I'm living
Just can't resist the pimpin
Get the million bout my business
Bruh you know me, you know I be
Stacking that dough that's all I see
I g.o.g.e.t.i.t.
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