Flew in from miami beach boac Didn't get you to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the u.s
I never let you down I'mma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright? Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow Quarter-million
things were not progressing don't pretend you didnt know all the bullshit they were turnin my life into a show took some time to heal the wounds i had
You tucked me in, turned out the light Kept me safe and sound at night Little girls depend on things like that Brushed my teeth and combed my hair Had
In a time when everything was free And the whole damn world revolved around me I can't go back and I won't go back to you To believe somebody else could
Yeah, you know what it is Aiyyo, back on the scene, ain't nuthin' changed Still doin' wild things, whippin' somethin' mean The whole shorts in the Rolls
Ron Browz! Yes! I'm way back in the most amazing way Well lemme introduce you to the new talk Let's get straight to it, c'mon! La ilaha illa Allah, ha
Don't hold your breath You can't touch me now, there's no feeling left If you think I'm coming back, don't hold your breath What you did to me, boy,
'Fore the daylight catch me I'll be moving on 'Fore the daylight catch me I'll be moving on I got nothing to lose, boy All I had is gone I should've
Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine I'm leavin' my life in your hands People say I'm crazy and that I am blind Risking it all in a glance
Coolin' in my crib, cold video dubbin' FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin' They call that shit a crime? Yo, that shit's a joke Hit record on my dope remote
Yo, what's up with all these niggas On these muthafuckin' records talkin' all this bullshit I ain't tryin' to hear that shit, man These bitches ain't
I'm so glad you made time to see me How's life? Tell me, how's your family? I haven't seen them in a while You've been good, busier than ever We small
Intro: Oh shit, my nigga Home (What up my nigga) Maino,What?s up my nigga, aw, shit You've been gone 10 years nigga, what?s up man (Yeah, man, you know
Hey girl(girl) is he everything you wanted in a man? You know I gave you the world(world), You had me in the palm of your hand So why your love went
Just a single mom raising up the kids Little Tommy's seven now and Her daughter Justine just turned ten Pinchin' every cent, laughin' and lovin' and
Fancy cars and diamond rings I seen all kinds of shiny things I should be feelin' like a king But Lord I don't Great big towns so full of users Make
Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog