[00:13.75]Milk
[00:14.69]Decisions I be makin', when I get impaired
[00:16.37]Tell me when the jinx, man, I’m gettin' there
[00:18.17]Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
[00:19.86]But I fell in love with how it’s sittin' there
[00:21.63]Old b*****s miss me, a hole in her soul
[00:23.46]But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
[00:25.34]We're sorry
[00:26.94]This from the latest collection, my boy
[00:28.53]You can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
[00:30.17]Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice
[00:32.85]I done died twice,
[00:33.79]I got nine lives, that means seven to spare
[00:35.68]Vision blurry, but the hindsight always 20/20,
[00:38.15]I see Heaven or Hell
[00:39.20]Yeah, just to bust up a cell
[00:41.05]Yeah, tell 'em come and give me
[00:42.71]****ing non-violence when the nine flying
[00:44.39]Hear her lullaby make 'em sing like Adele
[00:46.30]Heavy on me like a pound, singin’ off key, get ’em off me
[00:49.52]We on north streets for the money, b*****s hit up Wall Street
[00:52.34]Had them boys ringin' the bell
[00:53.66]Ain’t no Libra, but my scale ready
[00:55.23]If this rap shit ever fail get me hot
[00:57.46]My borough taught me how to run a block
[00:59.24]Confidence is quiet, I don't talk a lot
[01:01.02]I call my mama, and I call the shots
[01:02.75]I don't call these b*****s, they just talk a lot
[01:04.53]Cop a couple toys, and we can make a play
[01:06.25]Now the driveway like a parking lot
[01:08.08]Beware the dogs what the sign say
[01:09.83]I did it my way, I did it my way
[01:11.82]Decisions I be makin', when I get impaired
[01:13.49]Tell me when the jinx, man, I’m gettin' there
[01:15.37]Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
[01:17.18]But I fell in love with how it's sittin' there
[01:18.96]Old b*****s miss me, a hole in her soul
[01:20.75]But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
[01:22.62]Block-block, uh, block, look
[01:26.07]You got a girl, but it not like mine
[01:27.78]She got a ass, but she not that fine
[01:28.89]Don't make a b***h laugh
[01:29.63]I need the cash in a bag in advance
[01:31.09]Before I grab any mic in the stand
[01:32.39]Don't make a b***h mad
[01:33.15]Spazz the **** out, all bad, I'm all-Madden
[01:34.94]I'm on a go route now, but I do all patterns
[01:36.84]I'm with your ho right now, and she's a tall glass
[01:38.54]I'm a can full of whoop-yo-ass
[01:40.27]A little .40 in a booking bag
[01:41.38]I put a bullet in your looking ass
[01:42.60]Aw, baby, what is you doin'?
[01:43.94]Lookin', askin' for something you can work yo ass off for
[01:46.06]My b***h, grab it, go after it
[01:47.38]I'm p-p-passionate, d-d-damagin' my anatomy
[01:49.34]Don't get mad at me if I pass out while I'm ramblin'
[01:51.70]I'm an animal, an anomaly
[01:53.00]Mari-mari-****, it's the god in me, gotta be
[01:55.14]A better way just to get away, takin' the back-street roads
[01:58.81]A couple days, maybe, give or take (Yeah)
[02:00.97]Baby (Uh), I'm gon' get home
[02:02.26]When I'm in the zone I'm in, I'm ignoring your phone call again
[02:04.02]The phone off, the dome talk, your phone, block-block
[02:06.18]You're on, switch off
[02:07.05]The long lost lil' b***h getting it how he live, hold up
[02:09.13]Decisions I be makin', when I get impaired
[02:10.85]Tell me when the jinx, man, I'm gettin' there
[02:12.70]Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
[02:14.41]But I fell in love with how it's sittin' there
[02:16.17]Old b*****s miss me, a hole in her soul
[02:18.03]But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
[02:19.83]This from the latest collection, my boy
[02:23.14]You can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
[02:24.97]Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
[02:27.59]Like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
[02:30.37]Boy, you can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
[02:32.05]Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
[02:35.28]Like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
[02:38.06]

Milk
Decisions I be makin', when I get impaired
Tell me when the jinx, man, I’m gettin' there
Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
But I fell in love with how it’s sittin' there
Old b*****s miss me, a hole in her soul
But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
We're sorry
This from the latest collection, my boy
You can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice
I done died twice,
I got nine lives, that means seven to spare
Vision blurry, but the hindsight always 20/20,
I see Heaven or Hell
Yeah, just to bust up a cell
Yeah, tell 'em come and give me
****ing non-violence when the nine flying
Hear her lullaby make 'em sing like Adele
Heavy on me like a pound, singin’ off key, get ’em off me
We on north streets for the money, b*****s hit up Wall Street
Had them boys ringin' the bell
Ain’t no Libra, but my scale ready
If this rap shit ever fail get me hot
My borough taught me how to run a block
Confidence is quiet, I don't talk a lot
I call my mama, and I call the shots
I don't call these b*****s, they just talk a lot
Cop a couple toys, and we can make a play
Now the driveway like a parking lot
Beware the dogs what the sign say
I did it my way, I did it my way
Decisions I be makin', when I get impaired
Tell me when the jinx, man, I’m gettin' there
Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
But I fell in love with how it's sittin' there
Old b*****s miss me, a hole in her soul
But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
Block-block, uh, block, look
You got a girl, but it not like mine
She got a ass, but she not that fine
Don't make a b***h laugh
I need the cash in a bag in advance
Before I grab any mic in the stand
Don't make a b***h mad
Spazz the **** out, all bad, I'm all-Madden
I'm on a go route now, but I do all patterns
I'm with your ho right now, and she's a tall glass
I'm a can full of whoop-yo-ass
A little .40 in a booking bag
I put a bullet in your looking ass
Aw, baby, what is you doin'?
Lookin', askin' for something you can work yo ass off for
My b***h, grab it, go after it
I'm p-p-passionate, d-d-damagin' my anatomy
Don't get mad at me if I pass out while I'm ramblin'
I'm an animal, an anomaly
Mari-mari-****, it's the god in me, gotta be
A better way just to get away, takin' the back-street roads
A couple days, maybe, give or take (Yeah)
Baby (Uh), I'm gon' get home
When I'm in the zone I'm in, I'm ignoring your phone call again
The phone off, the dome talk, your phone, block-block
You're on, switch off
The long lost lil' b***h getting it how he live, hold up
Decisions I be makin', when I get impaired
Tell me when the jinx, man, I'm gettin' there
Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
But I fell in love with how it's sittin' there
Old b*****s miss me, a hole in her soul
But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
This from the latest collection, my boy
You can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
Like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
Boy, you can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)
Like it's fried rice(Like it's fried rice)