Ich fühl' mich kalt und leer
Ich vermisse dich so sehr
Deine Wärme ist nicht hier
Mama, du bist nicht mehr bei mir

Ever since I met ya I could beat depression
It's like your man don't understand, all he does is stress ya
I can see your state of misery from the introduction
Ain't bout no suckin and touchin, just harmless discussion
Maybe we can see a better way, find a brighter day
Late night phone conversations, would that be OK?
I don't wanna take up all your time, be the next in line
Tell me your size, let me find you things with you in mind
I can see you're cautious and I'm careful not to scare you
But anticipation of love makin got you
Shakin when I'm standin near you
News of precision will prepare ya
In case you get scared, just ask the man in the mirror
Now the picture's getten clearer all he does is hit you hard
I tell you to leave

Ich fühl' mich kalt und leer
Ich vermisse dich so sehr
Deine Wärme ist nicht hier
Mama, du bist nicht mehr bei mir

You gotta believe

You ain't never seen them pies
I'm talkin so much whit it'll hurt your eyes

I used to hit the kitchen lights lights cockroaches everywhere
Hit the kitchen lights lights now its marble floors everywhere ha-ha
Call the carpenter the roof on the coups gone jeah
Give a fuck what he sold I'm the truth holms that's right
Kitchen fumed up, niggas jamming 2pac jeah
Get my billy hondas on workin 2 pots damn
Baby need shoes partner need bail money
Blood hound for the bread I just smell money
You niggas just write I recollect recollect
Hands on jeezy really counted them checks yeah
I'm donald trump in a white tee and white ones yeah
The conversation is money nigga, you want some? Ay

Ich fühl' mich kalt und leer
Ich vermisse dich so sehr
Deine Wärme ist nicht hier
Mama, du bist nicht mehr bei mir

You gotta believe

You ain't never seen them pies
I'm talkin so much whit it'll hurt your eyes

Writing songs, for my dogs, for my squad, from my heart
How we won, how we lost, how we came, how we saw
Through it all, ashin' Backs, out the roof
Foreign cars, in pursuit, by the law
Still we reach, for the stars
Oh my God, oh my God, so high up
I'm so far, deja vu, I've been here before
Say come back down to earth just to resist the urge
Still no breaks on this car, live or die, either or
Go for broke, hustle hard, lead it all, on the floor
On the floor, go for broke, hustle hard, lead it all, on the floor
On the floor, lead it all, on the floor

Yeah, ha, west side of Slauson grind and make a million
We them hungry niggas in between the buildings
Risking everything we got to feed our children
My city built off of love but we killed it
Hard times posted with pebbles and Buddha with it
I was told the money was there, it's up to you to get it
Girbauds with the Eddie Bauer no True Religion
Ralph Lauren ski jacket with the ruger in it
Quarterback in the block with the Mike Vick game
I wasn't always successful but still I made plays
Under pressure I run with the rock and get away
The main focus was living to see another day
Hall of Famer in the league but I never played
I left my granny house young when I should've stayed
Motivated by the money I was getting paid
Go getter from the start and I'll never change

On this court, live or die, either or
Go for broke, hustle hard, lead it all on the floor

Ich fühl' mich kalt und leer
Ich vermisse dich so sehr
Deine Wärme ist nicht hier
Mama, du bist nicht mehr bei mir