Fried Rice

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

******' 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, ****** hit up Wall Street

Had them boys ringin' the bell

Ain’t no Libra, but my scale ready

If this rap s**t 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 ***** laugh

I need the cash in a bag in advance

Before I grab any mic in the stand

Don't make a ***** 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 *****, 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-m*******a, 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' ***** gettin' it how he live, hol' 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)