Who's boss mom Don't worry about me She said "Don't come home, finally living your dream now" Phone falls into my pocket My lungs feel the weight of
2] Who's boss mom "Don't worry about me" she said "Don't come home. You're finally living your dream now" Phone falls into my pocket My lungs feel the
grace Tell me lies Time flies Close your eyes Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me
are It was you who believed in me When everyone was telling you don't sign me Everyone at the fucking label, let's tell the truth You risked your career for me, I know it
Left, left, left right left Left, left, left right left Tell me what's going on I know there's something On your mind and Can you just open up? Do you
out of me A criminal out of me But those guys who are down on me winnin' Lord knows, they take the game so seriously But what hurts me more, burts me
do it Gotta put ya mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt Just push right through it When shit get rough You gotta stick to it Play that Bone Thug music Ita
do it, gotta put ya mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt, just push right through it When shit get rough, you gotta stick to it Play that Bone Thug music, it
if i had no feeling for them then it shouldnt hurt yours and since you never thought ill do it, it even hust more and ill lie about it and youll find out
it crackin Amongst all these fuckin' shellfish... And it's a dream come true that you signed me Big Sean, G.O.O.D. Music signee People asking me how it happened Man I tell
me. Some niggas at no will. Now watch me slow it down and then I take it in slow motion. And then I speed it up. And take it fast like a nigga on a top
'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell But I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the
no more Oh, baby, can't you see Together you and me could be so special, baby? All the times you two way me, tellin' me that you miss me Wantin' me
is true news Dudes'll blow you outta ya two shoes Who chose to front it? They don't really want it Yo, I stay Philly blunted, prospect wit the nine milly gun it
say I gave a wedding ring to a plastic bag Feel it bug the size of many Christmas trees This must be a jolly green tree for me Give me that, no sticks
nigga hurt cha feelings well hoes den hurt mine not once not twice but bitch all tha time ??????? have em all cryin i done cried before dat dont make me
track, can't they see it's pointless? But then, my knees give under me My head feels weak and suddenly it is clear to see It is not them but me, who
turn to a spirit cos she's the only Nan i got left and it hurts in my head when i contemplate her death knowing that 1 day soon shell be gone that thought leaves me