So special
The nights are cold, the block stays hot
Thinking bout time that I open up shop
The fall looks lonely from the top Imagine it hurts,
but that's only if you drop
Till then I'm walking a tightrope When I began I had such high hopes
Not the one to gloat But it's just as easy to shake your hand
As easy to cut your throat
Do what I gotta do
I'm stacking chips Till I'm filthy rich
That's what I'm gonna do Got a thirst
for blood now that I gotta taste
A marathon, not a sprint, learn to keep pace
A couple good months after years of mistakes
Always knew I had what it takes to syrup
on pancakes Now my music gets the recognition it deserves
When a year ago I almost kicked it to the curb
Funny how life changes in the blink of an eye
Truth is one wrong step you can die Every
time I leave the house I roll the dice
again But where do I begin when all I know is a
life of sin When I get to heaven will they invite me
in Probably not, cause I can't stop trying to
win Give it all I got is all that I know
Needed time to myself so that I could grow
One day I'ma get what I deserve
Can't always speak my mind even if I touch a nerve
What another person thinks of me I can care less
I confess I say prayers less it doesn't mean I care less
But I pick my battles,
one week I'm gonna kick it
Next I'm back in the saddle I'm addicted to the thrill of the hunt
I gotta slay a dragon at least once a month
If not I start waking in the middle of the
night On a full moon why am I always itching
for a fight?
Cradle me this I beg Swiss Get a quiddle and he cry me commence
Play a lot of chess so I'm ten steps ahead
You play it safe I feel the effects instead
It's gonna be whatever it is My music
spreading round the world means forever
I live In my past I just close my eyes to the memories
In my
past I begged the lord to forgive me In
my past I done done some things done done
some things to hurt so In my past Lord please forgive me
I turned the age of eleven My mama left me
No uncle understand me just the streets that I was left in
First time arrested at thirteen years old
The first thing daddy told me is I seem so
poor They sent me off to prison just to reach some
goal Made me into someone that can't find no peace
no more Ain't no pain in my stomach I ain't weak
no more This is what they wanted when they locked that
door I met a chick that slowed me down I put that
hustle into everything Protect my love and family work my fingers
till they * bleed Pat the boy with green and breathing stress
out through the TAC Family and my music is the only thing I *
need Boosie boos so then you gave a * chance
I met the man with seven dollars in my dirty pants I
shot the world with thirty billion on my first advance
Thirty days blew the bank on a hundred bands
In my past I just close my eyes to the memories
In my past I begged the lord to forgive me In my past I
done done some things done done some things to hurt so
In my past Lord please forgive me