cost time won't tell time won't tell. And why has this been dragged out for so long cause I'm trying to figure out what went wrong to make people see what
my ass, Niggas was acting funny Niggas would shoot you and look what the dope done him Niggas done me bad, I couldn't get nothing Now they see me shining and holla "What
stop. [Chorus] [Verse 3:] One thing you can always count on is change and a rich nigga to come put shit in the game had a 4.0 then Jigga made you trade
you know thats how the shit work, you know what I'm sayin' they supposed to love me now baby I'm doin' it now baby hahahaha [Chorus] Girl, what makes
never had a hot gun on ya waist or blood on ya shoes Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you Homie you ain't been through What I been through
Cuz more importantly money fame or fashion You traded true love for one night of passion, passion I need you. You're what I want [x2] I used sit at night and contaplate what went wrong
when it was just you and me I?m sorry for the times I would neglect I?m sorry for the times I disrespect I?m sorry for the wrong things that I?ve done
on the grind Together forever still one of a kind Got love for the thugs that grind (All the way) [Verse 4: Bizzy] They tellin me I was the one that
fuck and drop neva one in the bay and had away wid her Bone's hitting all day wid the Lay wid ah play Wid the seven other niggas no protecting smoking hay what
went pop They smashed me in the head It was as though as lead They kick me in the knee I started to bleed What the hell have I done? What the hell? I
or something, was he frontin? Mr. Finch! {Class, what's up cousin? } Yo, how you doin? {What? }, I said how you doin? {What you went canoein? That's
Come up in our town and your pissin' a fourth now Got 4 ounces and 3 bottle's of jack 2 fifth's in the back and everyone i'm with's strapped What ever
bitch hoe, kickin down in yo front door Knock knock, you hear the glock cock and that thing pop on the 4 4 Posted up in that same block, I'm in the drop
: (feat. Jay-Z, Lil Wayne) [Verse 1: Drake] Ive been up for 4 days Getting money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades Rolex
a hot gun on ya waist or blood on ya shoes Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you Homie you ain't been through What I been through You not
fixture in the city of lust What the hell's your name? What's your pleasure and what's your pain? Do you dream to much? Do you think what you need is
Orlean rest in peace Part of my heart's gold It was me and you against the world baby but we helped our own Some times they went wrong some times they went
