there? There's more to life, Your life moves too fast The breath you take might be your last On my way On my way On my way On my way to getting nowhere
ll see Nothing changes in my world I'm just looking for a thrill Why does everybody have to be somebody [Chorus:] And I'll be On my way I'm on my way
ll drop off the keys at valet Look out my window bay One afternoon martini Wouldn't want it any other way I'll stop Kiss my blues
end I pop my collar in the club, get my drank on and in the winter man I gotta put the mink on I'm a pimp I got my picks and chooses with 'em I got too
m here to clear my name up And while I'm doin that, I'm bout to fuck the game up A year ago, I was fucking my bangs up Now I'm on the grind just getting
sixteen by the time I was 18 Had a firebird, a lex and some bling bling Doing my thing, living my dream by 19 Came through, Benz Jeep on dubs with TVs Niggaz hated on
a nigga when I played on you I shoulda seen it, but I was too caught up on the grind In the blind, you knew I stayed with other shit on my mind But all
hands, call me "Quick Draw", I'll draw first Hit ya, loosen up your head, watch your shit burst Been about gun-play, puttin' bustas on T-shirts Creepin' down the one-way
my chopper) I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper (Set it off with my chopper) Knock a head off with my chopper (Knock a head off with my chopper) Bang
my way And for my lil' princess, I'll go out my way For my son and my daughter, I'll go out my way I'll give my life for 'em both, any time, any day [
on the other side I been thinking bout you day & night With out you on my all night flight it don't get right but you know One thing I been keepin it real, you lil one
solids cross my grill nigga Gotta get my shine on I stress to ya I'm bout chesse so I gotta get my grind on I gotta ride on crome I stress to ya we got
bubble bath Sparklin' marble coverin' all my room floors A maid in a bathin' suit doin' my house chores Do not disturb sign on my bedroom door Cuz my dick gettin' ate by my number one
backed up by The next nigga grill Build me an hand hand I'm gonna play it right To choices to rock the mic on my all night flight One way or another
m from thats where I be so I can see my muthafuckin money on the streets we're the baddest bitches in this fucking city (B.G.) One short, one tall, and one
one to loose My pistol my only friend Cause busters try to bring the blues Leavin brains with no clues Spin the ben in black clothes They tryin' ta' take my only life Leave my
til he die, now my nigga at rest Runnin ounces by the half, birds by the half Whatever you want we have, chumps we got it on the half My people Big Stan
off your chest? Well let me introduce you to Kid Capri He's kind of like a favorite to me He's got a real dope way, of makin them tapes and I don't mind
