Everybody look at me I'm a G I'm a motherfuckin' G Look at me Everybody look at me Can't you see I'm a motherfuckin' G Look at me Everybody look at
outside, 'cause niggah this's Westside 'til i die I'm a motherfucking Soldier niggah, I'm a Soldier niggah, I'm a motherfucking Soldier niggah, I'm a
To replace my depression with numbness I tell myself that it?s worked That I don?t feel anything anymore But deep down, I know that I?ll never Be anything
: Opening dead eyes To find that nothing has changed Nothing Dead hearts Pumping cold blood Dead minds With the same tired thoughts That never change
into me I tear at my veins I have found a solution A solution I tear at my veins I have found a solution To take shelter in As I try to drown
And I am waiting too One quick motion and they separate One final action can end my life It is done We are both waiting I am a weapon against myself
and words Isolated So useless My mind, It is a pool of blackness A place of despair and isolation That I have trapped myself in Lightless Hopeless I
the moral of the story is cuff yo chick, cause hey, I'm black, fresh , and I rap, plus I'm rich, and ima flirt [Chorus:] Soon as I see her walk up
she's been M.I.A Is it a problem? And if its really one I'ma solve it Dont know how you handled other dudes but I'm not them Girl you runnin around got
They compelled me to kill this elderly man And I get these panic attacks, Pop a xanax relapse Tryin to stick my fuckin dick inside a mannequins ass Then I
me hella demonic They compelled me to kill this elderly man And I get these panic attacks, Pop a xanax relapse Tryin to stick my fuckin dick inside a mannequins ass Then I
, I'm a mover, baby Went back and told him, I found me a wife Eleven children and a real good life Told him of love and there's a happy home But I need
day that I die I taste blood every time that we kiss? Get lost in your gaze when you?re lickin your lips I?m lyin? here, I?m holdin? my breath? Can?t
a... nigga-nigga ask about me I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey [Verse 1 - Cassidy] I'm so nice I'd
I can sell salt to a slug [Chorus] I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey Nigga ask about me nigga nigga ask
about me I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey [Verse 1 - Cassidy] I'm so nice I'd bet my life I guess I
and your keeping score [Chorus:] And love's not a competition but I'm winning Well love's not a competition but I'm winning Or at least I thought I
the end. I?m a loser, and I lost someone who?s near to me, I?m a loser, and I?m not what I appear to be. Although I laugh and I act like a clown,
