| Whoawhoa What the plurrr is thisYO! They say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out Can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? Yo how can we start this My life is thorough never heartless I laid it down from the Gate to the St Louis arches From the windy city to the streets in Cali To them streets in Houston My niggas always boostin Some bitches always holla How they don t spend a dolla But that s because they ain t got it Now tell me where s the logic And if I talk it - I ve done did it or about to do it I m making anthemsgot a million niggas bouncin to it Bust your guns! And if that ain t enough then bust again I ve been thuggin since B-I-Z made "Just A Friend" Matter of fact ever since Flava Flav was rockin clocks And even then there was no bitch that could compare to Fox Let me head knockPretty you wit me right This Prada fit me tightthis Gucci fit me right Who could quickly write like seven joints and it be tight? You know how hood we soundyou know it s Boogie Brown Yo they say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out But can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? They say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out But can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? Yo my life is full of problems Sometimes it s hard to dodge em So much you couldn t fathom I wish I didn t have them They say I m 7-30pretty but I rap too dirty The law is criticizing me and probably never heard me So what I crashed my Range My last name ain t changed This time it s different though I m not exploiting names Yeah I write my shit It s not a ing game So what he wrote some songs I blew him up the same I m never ducking dames Y all know just where to find me I would ve killed her but it just wouldn t be fair to mommie Imagine me doing timeFoxy behind bars Not me the crime star Y all bitches ain t worth it Although my life ain t perfectI ll never change a thing Y all want success but y all don t know about the pain it bring It s supposed to make you happy and keep your paper long This beat is kind of ill How could you hate this song? Yo they say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out But can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? They say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out But can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? Man some hoes is always yackin Like I can t make it happen Like they don t know my cash Like they don t know my past Especially pop star bitches with the soft image So what I ain t with him BITCH! He s off limits Be where I always be See who I choose to see Although we re not togetherhis heart belong to me See at times I think y all bitches be confusing me Like I m somethin sweetshorty I m still street You re not on my leveland I won t stoop And I m the one that got youkicked out your own group Chicks be always thinkin that I mma let it ride I might not kill you but I ll hurt you till your dead inside Third album and you still wanna test Brown I m so hood bitches know how boogie get down It could be real drama It s still the Ill Na Na There ain t a bitch wilda Any beef? Holla! They say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out But can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? They say I m 730say I spaz out FB is illshe ll wild out But can y all feel my pain? I can t let it slide How could I smile when I m hurtin so bad inside? |
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