the trail I keep leaving I can't shake it I swear it's heat seeking I keep seeking somewhere to hide from it I can die from it But it keep keeping up
changes (it changes) Prayer changes (oh it changes) Prayer changes (I'm a witness that) Prayer changes things (said I know) Prayer changes (it changes) Prayer changes (it
Cuz when a woman's fed up (No matter how you beg, no) It ain't nothing you can do about it (Nothing you can do about it) It's like running out of love
er" in it 'Cause I hit it first square business At the Ritz in the Chi square business It's the king of the flirt square business, Nigga I ain't gotta
get a misconception And start driftin in the wrong direction Miss goody two sure see you later I ain't got time you ain't nuthin but a playa hater I'd rather kick it
and to the S, yes Oh, yeah, ah I don't want nothin' I don't got I don't need nothin' but you I can't get more than you given me Don't stop anything
this out Dre Snap if I don't move Then a Nigga like me Shit I don't lose But you know me Dogg I'm movin' Ain't nothin' to it, but to get the groovin'
gun If he needed it, oh that bitch, we both beatin' it I could tell him a secret, he ain't repeatin' it Cuz that's my dog, second grade to the morgue
gun and nine, killing's my appetite (but that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours) That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago) I got
it It's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain't it
player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer You don't like it Well stay out of my fucking way Duck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet Suicide,it
can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I low ride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with
time Thought it was true love, but you know women lie It's like I sent my love with a text two times Call 'cause I care but I ain't get no reply Tryna
Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my bitch My first home invasion, papa gave me forty bricks Son of a bitch, then I made a great escape Ain't it funny
your hand" Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down, Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see.
ain't worth a dime If you don't lay 'em down Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long