Poppa took the television, but left the radio
Hold on to what you love, and never let go just let them know
It was just another party
Telling you not to feel sorry
My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name
I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame
20 racks really thats sneaker money
Telling you what i'm finnah be,
Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love
I found myself losing focus at a sunday service
‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
I'm only telling this to you cause someone needed to break it to you,
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
Like suicide and the voices inside telling them to do this.
And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches
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