You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Ahh yeah, they love to point the finga You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Niggaz love to... Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point the finga I guess nobody loves a real nigga-slash-rap singer I thought I'd bring a little truth to the young troops I brought proof that the niggaz need guns too It's not to be a racist but let's face this Wouldn't you if we could trade places? I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day Them same motherfuckers on the beat gettin' major paid But when I get my check they takin' tax out So, we payin' for these pigs to knock the blacks out Ain't that a bitch? Some officers are gettin' rich Whoopin' on thugs and robbin' drug dealers for they shit As far as jealousy, bein' a celebrity No matter who committed the crime, they all yell at me And the media is greedier than most You could sell 'em your soul or they'll be on ya 'til a niggaz ghost And everyday I read the paper there's another lie They show my picture for the crimes of another guy Now, how's that for the life of a big shot? A dead cop, a law suit, a little kid shot I play them nuttin' ass marks in the park For tryin' to earn they stripes in the dark Just 'cause I come there, don't mean I from there, peep Only jealous motherfuckers beef and point the finga Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) As I run up on 'em madman, a nutcase with a screw loose A zoot troupe full of foolies with toolies Niggaz run to me don't come to me with beef Take your jewels and your jeep, boom, boom, let that ass sleep It's gettin' hectic, niggaz run, quick Buckshots are the payback for dumb shit All you niggaz on the block tryin' to test me Best wear a vest or get open like, Sesame I'll run up on you mad deep while you're tryin' to sleep I'm steady pumpin' bullets in your sheets Wake up, motherfucker, don't stutter Point blank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme, mine Ban my rhymes, now, I'm back to bustin', nines And Bustaz can't get none, hell no A quick flurry and he's buried with a swelled jaw I came up from the amateurs to pro hits At 5-0, so you know I take no shit And everybody wants to kill a bringer Of bad news, so they choose to point the finga Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finga, the middle (Come and get some) One, two, three, peace to the real G's Still me, 'til these motherfuckers kill me I bring skills and I build, kill at will Smoke sess 'til I'm ill, still feel me? 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Walked 20 minutes to the bar in 30 degrees Just to get a, "Hell no", to my fake ID He said, "Do you really think that I'd ever believe A little thing like you was born in '73" Man, give me a break, ya know my hearts been broke He said, "I'll let you walk in if there's no Jack in your Coke" I said, "Fair enough, I'll tell 'em you didn't know" But then he pulled a Sharpie out of his coat Now I got X's on my hands While my ex is on my mind I'll do anything I can Just to get a drink or five Gimme just one night, just one Kissing the wrong guy sounds fun Might be a tad melodramatic But these exes Are ruining my life tonight Whoa, whoa-oh They're ruining my life tonight Whoa, whoa-oh Now it's 12:45, I ain't feeling the vibe There were ten whole minutes where I talked to a guy He was looking for a light, not to mention a wife Yeah, I was never his type 'Cause I got X's on my hands While my ex is on my mind I'll do anything I can Just to get a drink or five Gimme just one night, just one Kissing the wrong guy sounds fun Might be a tad melodramatic But these exes Are ruining my life tonight Whoa, whoa-oh Does anyone know Whoa, whoa-oh How to wash off permanent marker Whoa, whoa-oh Does anyone know Whoa, whoa-oh 'Cause I got X's on my hands (on my hands) While my ex is on my mind (on my mind) I'll do anything I can (anything I can) Just to get a drink or five Gimme just one night, just one Kissing the wrong guy sounds fun Might be a tad melodramatic But these exes Are ruining my life tonight Whoa, whoa-oh Are ruining my life tonight Whoa, whoa-oh How to wash off permanent marker Whoa, whoa-oh Might be a tad melodramatic But these exes Are ruining my life tonight

The day that I met you I started dreaming Now I write 'em down if I remember in the morning time I don't know that much about Kingston But I like the sound it makes when it starts pouring rain I think that tonight I'll leave my light on 'Cause I get lonely when it's out and I miss you right about now Baby tell me where you want to go Baby tell me what you want to know Give you everything I have and more He said baby, that's what he called me, I love you Every single word you say makes me feel some type of way It's the thought of you that slightly scares me But it takes my breath away, forget what I was gonna say The day that I met you I started dreaming Now I write 'em down if I remember in the morning time Baby tell me where you want to go Baby tell me what you want to know Give you everything I have and more Baby tell me where you want to go Baby tell me what you want to know Give you everything I have and more Baby tell me where you want to go Baby tell me what you want to know Give you everything I have and more

I've got a box of memories under my bed And when I take it out it messes with my head Covered in the thickest coat of dust You taste it when it opens up Sometimes when I get lonely I dive deep inside Dig through the polaroids and letters that I hide From myself cause it's so hard to see The things that once held all of me And ooh Still got your picture Torn in two But I just can't throw away You So I keep your memory in my room Still got my ticket from the first movie we saw With all our friends How are they? 'Cause I don't know at all Haven't seen them since 2013 But they're in my box of memories And ooh That ring is still as good as New But It's at the bottom 'cause of You And it stays in my Room with all the rest of these recollections I know they're dead but they ain't in heaven No they ain't in heaven Try to find any one good exception I know I can but where have they been Where have they been I've got a box of memories under my bed And when I take it out it messes with my head But I do it anyways So it all stays

We ended a while ago Thought everything was over with I wanted you for so long Took me two years to get over it Your family fell for me Harder than you did They told you to treat me right You always acted like a kid And now I don't know what to do I got a call yesterday afternoon From someone I used to know Summer nights and the way we kissed ya Thought I was done didn't know I missed it But when I heard her voice I couldn't breathe Tell your mom to stop calling me No disrespect she's the nicest lady But she reminds me of you and lately I've been holding myself up from falling Please tell your mama to stop Calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling Been over you for some time Took your pictures outta my car But when she calls my line I'm wondering how you are I don't know what to do I'm getting calls from her and now from you Wish I could hang up but I'm glued Summer nights and the way we kissed ya Thought I was done didn't know I missed it But when I heard her voice I couldn't breathe Tell your mom to stop calling me No disrespect she's the nicest lady But she reminds me of you and lately I've been holding myself up from falling Please tell your mama to stop Calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling Guess she don't know what I've been through The pain of begging to stay with you She wants me back and you do too But I've been through Summer nights and the way we kissed ya Thought I was done didn't know I missed it But when I heard her voice I couldn't breathe Tell your mom to stop calling me No disrespect she's the nicest lady But she reminds me of you and lately I've been holding myself up from falling Please tell your mama to stop Calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling