I want something to live for I want something to live I want something to live for I want something to live for I want something to live for 'Cause
the sound, I want something to live for. I want to make you proud. I want something to live for. Idea of hope, I believe in you. And I need it now
feel the sound, I want something to live for. I want to make you proud. I want something to live for. Idea of hope, I believe in you. And I need it
comin', when I'm rollin' in my home A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind
My talent for writtin songs here while hangin with the wrong kids Who later would live short lives or do long bids I guess you could say I was saved by
Cool] I got a rock and roll band I got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriend And another ex-wife I got a rock and roll house I got
I don't fuck with no stingy nigga I rock Prada, Chanel, and Fendi nigga What I'mma do with your little blunts and Henney nigga? I'mma Major Coin with
cold old man that was once child I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you Outro: The sun is going
and high Know that I'm not givin' up. I give it all up for her I'll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love [Kanye West] Last name
I'm grown now sittin' on chrome now, I'm the youngest gun I get it on with anyone, I've been in thirty beefs shit I'm barely 21 Guns I hold 'em like
,go) Geez I got a rock n roll band I got a rock n roll life I got a rock n roll girlfriend And another ex-wife I got a rock n roll house I got a rock
trust I wanna live for both of us I wanna breathe ya, lay on your shoulder I wanna warm ya when nights get colder I want love, love, love I want love
Chorus] Im gon do what I want cause this lifea??s made for living you got to know nothings for sure faith in the stars Im gon do what I want cause this
of that I'm like not till I get rich off of rap And I look to the left, she dipping her hips And lickin her lips, at me I guess And I look to the left
Shaq old lady Boy, you did it, I done it, I get it, I punish The shit that I come with'll separate a rib from a stomach I'm the boss, when I spit it,
that thick Ma! wanted foreplay I showed her the realest She asked me to go downtown I drove to the village you know! Half a Belve' baboo gets nada I repeated myself for