Still wondering
Crying on this notepad
[Verse 1 - Lil B]
Still waiting on healthcare
Praying on welfare
Gotta take my my hand up
Gotta move my mind in
Spend a lot of time there
Getting on my grind there
Throwing gang signs then
Got a peace of mind there
But I can't leave cause
I know a piece of mine there
People I grew up with don't
Wanna see me shining
So I grew up with a lot of things?
People do bad stuff
Wanna stay away from it
Got my mind write so I won't
Sleep in the casket
Death around the corner
And life is in the basket
That's left from a woman, cause
The death of a woman
Means one less man
So give respect to a woman
I guess we just looking
If you could see how I see it
It's pain in your eyes, show em
Bleed how I'm bleeding
Just wanna talk, just one thing
Won't forget what you did
Just accept one thing:
I'm still waiting
You know there's so much in my life
I feel like I'm still waiting
You know what I mean?
[Verse 2 - Lil B]
You could pick and choose
You could win or lose
You could sink or swim
You could stay or move
Just had to amass
I match the groove
I match the plan
I match the mood
Even though I'm from the hood
I'm a classy dude
Like Nat King Cole
I'm a faster blues
I have the blues just hearing news
Can't go a while
Without seeing the food
Am I just a judge?
Am I just in love?
This thing called life:
Can I give it a hug?
Can I trust in thugs?
Don't hold no grudge
Niggas love to hate
But don't show no love
And that's old man thinking
If you closed-minded thugging
That's no man's hustle
No house, no home, no car, no budget
No old, no young, but the ladies love him
Still grinding
Let the bitch niggas know that I won't stop
I still hustle from the bottom to the top
[Verse 3 - Lil B]
The hood feel like the invisible hood
I'm the ghost in the trees
I produce this wood
I rap on the tracks that make the block
Go crazy and the suburbs love me
Word to cousin
Right around the time I was hurting
Struggling, this dude had my back
Gave me motivation
I was asleep on the floor
In the?
Taking trips with the money
Paying for some changes
Things started changing slowly
Had the floormap
Even helped the homies
Got a new ride just to show the homie
Bought my main bitch a flight
Kissed her, says she's lonely
I don't love her, groupie's a bitch
That's word to Stunna
Shoutout to Birdman, that's word to Stunna
I touch down in the hood
I'm off the flight and blunted
Lil Boss, I'm hundreds...
There's a lot of shit I"m still waiting for Still wondering Crying on this notepad [Verse 1 - Lil B] Still waiting on healthcare Praying on welfare Gotta take my my hand up Gotta move my mind in Spend a lot of time there Getting on my grind there Throwing gang signs then Got a peace of mind there But I can't leave cause I know a piece of mine there People I grew up with don't Wanna see me shining So I grew up with a lot of things? People do bad stuff Wanna stay away from it Got my mind write so I won't Sleep in the casket Death around the corner And life is in the basket That's left from a woman, cause The death of a woman Means one less man So give respect to a woman I guess we just looking If you could see how I see it It's pain in your eyes, show em Bleed how I'm bleeding Just wanna talk, just one thing Won't forget what you did Just accept one thing: I'm still waiting You know there's so much in my life I feel like I'm still waiting You know what I mean? [Verse 2 - Lil B] You could pick and choose You could win or lose You could sink or swim You could stay or move Just had to amass I match the groove I match the plan I match the mood Even though I'm from the hood I'm a classy dude Like Nat King Cole I'm a faster blues I have the blues just hearing news Can't go a while Without seeing the food Am I just a judge? Am I just in love? This thing called life: Can I give it a hug? Can I trust in thugs? Don't hold no grudge Niggas love to hate But don't show no love And that's old man thinking If you closed-minded thugging That's no man's hustle No house, no home, no car, no budget No old, no young, but the ladies love him Still grinding Let the bitch niggas know that I won't stop I still hustle from the bottom to the top [Verse 3 - Lil B] The hood feel like the invisible hood I'm the ghost in the trees I produce this wood I rap on the tracks that make the block Go crazy and the suburbs love me Word to cousin Right around the time I was hurting Struggling, this dude had my back Gave me motivation I was asleep on the floor In the? Taking trips with the money Paying for some changes Things started changing slowly Had the floormap Even helped the homies Got a new ride just to show the homie Bought my main bitch a flight Kissed her, says she's lonely I don't love her, groupie's a bitch That's word to Stunna Shoutout to Birdman, that's word to Stunna I touch down in the hood I'm off the flight and blunted Lil Boss, I'm hundreds... Explain Request ×
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