yea its Rell. im just startin to get my shit back together but its all good.
money over bitches thats how a nigga was raised, death before dishonor im yellin it to da grave
..
Pain, since i lost you im lost too Nigga feelin like he at the bottom like a horse shoe Sorry for the trouble that I put you and your heart through God knows, that id do anything for a part two Or to, be prayin for the day you come back to me sayin that you forgive me Give me another chance im needin it like a kindey I dont wanna advance, give me back her hands Or give me back her touch, I dont ask for much But I fucked up, I know i fucked up I admit I fucked, but everybody fuck up Now this other nigga lucked up tellin me and my click dont give a fuck Because um, we from new orleans she was from georgia She was my down chick, I was her soldier I was her gangster, she was my shoulder You were da pistol to my holster..bang