it Rock to the beat for your boy Radio killa, killa, killa Shawty fine, shawty tight Should?ve stayed there all night with you, with you I missed ya
Something about you Oh, could it be I finally found My destiny Now here you are Within my reach How did I miss you? (how did I miss you) When you were
't nobody stop me, 'cause people want me Hoping that my wicked past doesn't come back and haunt me No thanks to the ones who doubt me Don't know about me or my destiny
With a known friction obsession addiction to shoot ya Hey yo, I'm better off dead than givin' the feds the satisfaction Subtractin' my freedom have me missin
hips got me addicted I'm sittin' here hoping that we can find some way to kick it Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it Slowly advance and miss my chance not to miss
Fed up with my destiny And this place of no return Think I'll take another day And slowly watch it burn It doesn't really matter How the time goes by
I could feel the power of your love Girl, I'll be true to thee As long as your loving me Giving you the best of me Loving you is my destiny I always
Gotta get it right ma, we gon' get along Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong First visit warn, day job tick a tron Night time, missed the
stack and keep them from the Jones's is taking advantage of your own The realest homies that you've been knowing for the longest But some ain't missing
y'all see where I'm comin' from? Hoods and blocks and G's with glocks Young thug niggas with rocks Everyday and night 'cause ain't nuthin' changed Destiny
You?ll miss me when I?m gone You?re gonna miss me when I?m gone You?re gonna miss me when I?m gone You?re gonna miss me when I?m gone You?re gonna miss
to wait anymore I can hear him calling, step through the door Where anything is possible, oh, oh We're on a mission A mission to bring you what you're missing
we were the drunk scouts of America I've begun evaporating Right before your eyes I just keep regurgitating My own demise I miss the day, I miss the past I miss
] [Chorus 1 - Sample] [Verse 1 - JR. Gong] These later days in Babylon As I watch your children grow And the years them carry on And I miss you even
leave through the door in the floor as he starts to fall down dead i've got a pocket full of quarters and i'm headed for the woods i'm gonna play miss
the rap Said I'm the baddest mamma-jamma, half white and black Had my babies to Jodeci, six with Serena, little Bri Bone Bri, Miss Mo, and Shaniqua, little Trey-trey, Destiny
tryina stack And keep up with the Joneses, taking advantage of your own The realest homies that you've been knowing for the longest But some ain't missing