I just can't imagine how it would be
To look in your eyes and feel misery
I can't believe what I would say
If I moved for your hand and you moved it away
Oh, and I may have done wrong
Won't you give some time
It won't take long
It's a yes-and-no game
All pain and no gain
You're here in my life
It's what I'm here for
Can't stop me from loving you
And nothing can take the place of you

All my advice I give it to thee
So take my heart and treat it honestly
If you don't take what I have for you
You'll never know what you're gonna lose

Oh, and I may have done wrong
Won't you give some time
It won't take me long
It's a yes-and-no game
All pain and no gain
You're here in my life
It's what I'm here for

[CHORUS to fade]

Verse 1:

Mhmm, yes, I does that.
Stays hot, I ain't got to get my buzz back
What everybody trying to be now; I was that
They could never stop me; that's why I love rap
Been living the life, praising ice.
Bang the baddest chicks in the world, maybe twice
The swag, the gear, the bread, all the whips is a year ahead
I only fear the FEDs
Fourty-five on the other side of the peep hole
Head shot from point blank; call it a free throw
Funny, 'cause I had divisions since Calico
Back then, I still aint reached my peak, though
Louie loafers, Pollo pea coat
Call me whenever the forces meat, yo
I drove papi crazy, so the industries never gonna stop me, baby

Verse 2:

Imma call it confidence, 'cause I aint cocky
I just know one thing: They can't stop me
Whether I'm on “Ef” or LA, or they swap me;
it's all good, because I know the gangsters got me
First thing's first “they jar us” abruptly
I treat the rap game like a large monopoly
One on one they can't guard me properly
But when they double team me the odds are sloppy
I move like them eighty milligrams of oxy
Send your sister back to your family, not me
Got too hot for the grams, and got weed
In the rap bracket he remains the top seed
Revolver holds six; quick to blow three
Audio heroin, so you don't OD
Shooters know you, but you don't know me
The block is crazy, can't stop me, baby

Verse 3:

Once I start I aint gonna stop the squeezing
And the gauze aint gon' be able to stop the bleading
And your girl aint gon' be able to stop the weezing
When she get that phone call from the doc; we even
You could not stop me, so stop believing
Ring tone rap, this is not the season
I punch lines hard enough to stop your breathing
And the ladies will still pay a lot to see him
Imma get rich long as I got my freedom
And usually when you get hit it's for a reason
If you in the hood, better dodge the Ds, and
watch your Qs, and be on your Ps, and
Thank you all for coming out this evening
Having a good time with your liquor, and treason
Even if they knock me, then continue to watch me
They still wouldn't be able to stop me