Oh baby please Let me free Cuz this pain runs deep Let me go My heart...beats slow cuz this pain yes it hurts my soul
@michaelbravo67254 ай бұрын
I used to pray for bitches, pray for money, pray for hoes, pray for the times I would never have to ask for those Now we keeping busy never talkin bout the haters Always lookin for the bitches never askin for the waiters Me and ivan always lookin for the greater, working hard gettin stable don't need nothin from you haters always keep a pen and paper, never holding too much anger And now we a look deeper, to what we got now grown men hashin it out From when we used to get down Never have to think about the times when I would diss you in these rhymes Never gonna do that shit again, you my friend, matter fact pass the pen and give me some more Hen nah that's no more I got some shit to pour for my homie, a brother that got to know me whole heartedly, and now it's hard to see, when we used to beef , homie forget it, we got a future to breath To back when we was poor , only had the 4's , walkin round the streets in cortez's makin most of what we could barely afford, I wanted more not a whole like jenny I want a Bentley I want a drink of some henny I wanna think about times when I would have the remedy Now we keeping busy never talkin bout the haters Always lookin for the bitches never askin for the waiters Me and ivan always lookin for the greater, working hard gettin stable don't need nothin from you haters always keep a pen and paper, never holding too much anger cuz we made it through, from beefin it to homies we make it SUR, never make it red we make it blue, never blood and tears we got love for the peers