My life went from joysticks and dreams of being rich,
making sure I wouldn’t ditch or my mom would bitch
To, sunny days in the heart of la, where fly
kicks, and shades r aka’s of being made
Not to mention making sure I’d get payed
Mission object to life, is making sure I live right
And making sure that my flow sounds real nice
I’ll keep hustling every day and every night
But you know right? It’s the same that your feelin
It’s the type of world that were here stuck in dealin
With, but honestly I couldn’t have it any other way
That’s what makes us-us, and separates us from they
Its not about how much money you make or
Its not about if you decide to get baked no
Its more about, what you got in your soul
Not quite yet sure? Don’t worry bro, just
stick to makin dough. You know?
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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Once upon a time I met this girl named susie yesterday
We were best friends until the day that we had parted ways
She was so fly, that I cried when we said goodbye
But I knew deep inside, we’d be together oneday
Once upon a time I met this girl named susie yesterday
We were best friends until the day that we had parted ways
Monday I met her, Tuesday in love
So in two days I knew you that she was the one
We did everything together, everything best friends would
With her around I knew that life would always be good
But things didn’t stay the same
And now looking back I only have me to blame
I met this girl once, and she blew me away
I handed her my heart but she threw it away
All I have left is myself and the pain
All that’s left to do is try to chase it away.. away..
We were best friends until the day that we had parted ways
She was so fly, that I cried when we said goodbye
But I knew deep inside, we’d be together oneday
Once upon a time I met this girl named susie yesterday
We were best friends until the day that we had parted ways
Monday I met her, Tuesday in love
So in two days I knew you that she was the one
We did everything together, everything best friends would
With her around I knew that life would always be good
But things didn’t stay the same
And now looking back I only have me to blame
I met this girl once, and she blew me away
I handed her my heart but she threw it away
All I have left is myself and the pain
All that’s left to do is try to chase it away.. away..
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