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Yeah, hey! Yeah, hey! Fayattenam, yeah! Bitch! Yeah! I'm sipping liquor for the pain, pouring liquor for the slain Nothing else can do the trick like hard liquor to the brain Fall victim to the game, all this money we spent In my mind trynna figure where these twenty G's went Maybe I should slow it down, maybe take the pace slow Second thought I think I need to speed it up and make more Time to build, lego, in the Ville laid low, Counting days still waiting on that shit I prayed for Am I ungrateful? Want it all so quick Feel a vibrate-hold up, I got a call, old bitch How she get my new shit? I swear this city too small Type of chick won't take her shirt off cause her tities too small I could give a damn girl, lift up that pretty blue bra Now I'm in it deep, seeing just how pretty you are And that kitty go hard. Lord, I'm up in that, Got that type of kitty cat that make a nigga double back Type of shit that make a nigga wanna fall in love with that At the door with a towel on and nothing under that, saying Welcome Hey, yeah Letras de cancionesYeah, welcome Yeah, yeah I let these words flow out, like water from a sprout Like rain from the clouds, rush the pain from the crowds Cause these words go deep, from my soul when I speak Then the flows hits the souls of all those that I reach If I die 'fore I wake, hope my songs live on Will they miss me when I'm gone? - And if so, for how long? So much shit is on my brain, try hard to maintain Sit and analysis my thought sometimes and wonder if I'm sane Man, it's hard to trust friends, when the paranoia blends With the marijuana, wonder would this high ever end Swear I never smoke again, ya'll niggas blow the weed, Let me take another shot, Men this liquor is all I need Just to put me in the zone, so far away from home Nobody truly know me got me feeling so alone They wonder what's on my mind, what's lingering in my dome I tell em ain't nothing wrong, I deal with it on my own I deal with it on my own I deal with it on my own nigga Ya'll welcome From Letras Mania