Mr. P - Mr. Nice Guy

Laughin' or lovin', gazin' or mean muggin'
It's funny how when you're young, you're dumb, you're injured
Well, as you're mountin' somethin', a few years wiser

But realize that all was nothin'
The truth is, in life, a heart is stomach
So rich, it's gettin' richer
So stuck, it's gettin' harder

So is the space between us, divides us even farther
You call it what you wanna call it
Slippin' that green to fat, my wallet fall from a baller
But I get it when I want it

Livin' the life, ain't constant worry
Did I do enough to remember my story
It wasn't all in glory
I did what I had to

It wasn't all in glory, but I did what a man do
Had a wife that spoiled, a kid to be a dad to
I would've done it different, never
And the cycle continues

The sky is the limit
The only thing that holds you down is you
Makin' music for the streets, I'm stayin' true
And say I'm proud to the fact, too

I see the paper trail blowin' hoes
Dee Dee, I'm the wishing well
I'm on my way to hell
I ain't trippin' if I gotta grind

Was it enchilada, gas pack, or smoke or juice
Fuckin' home, bust a move
I'ma let it replay
My life was a rough ride

Keep the pain away
I don't like my dark side
My dream to make cash
Other niggas hustle part-time

All the dreams I had in the trash, but all the lost time
One blunt
The sparks are too lit
One bitch with thick hips that do tricks

I used to think that the stars didn't shine
Light a blunt, give a fuck if you ain't one of my kind
I'm a beast
I'm a dog, so I keep a mean bitch

Baby speakin', I'm the kid
Gotta swerve on a stick
Shippin' got a hold of me, and it took away the misery
Is it the drugs or the Lord

That's the mystery
White lies turn to problems
Suspicions you thought were right
You should've caught them

How dumb could you be
It's clear as day
In front of your face
Brothers blindin'

Get your cards flippin'
Situations back in the day
You never could've envisioned
Life's at stake

It's time to make some decisions
Gotta lift that shark
Circle your boat
Or send him swimmin'

Better yet, not livin'
Selfish, I say
Gotta have it all
No acceptance

I'm gonna get the best of things in my life
Flippin' from my fingers
Only growin', not love
But the gap between us

Gotta get the problems in my life, man
Between us
Figure it out
You don't gotta be a genius

Don't let another man change the heart and your feelings
And the feelings
And the feelings
And the feelings

And the feelings
Ah
Yeah
Ken Griff's got kicks on my nine twos

Cat flip
Mona Lisa face
I bust a move
Californication

Top shelf
Cookie cutter
I ditch her every time we fuck
I'm a distant lover

Fourty nights
Took me to realize
He doin' fifteen years
He was movin' pies

Niggas hatin' on me
Time to cut the ties
And the truth hurt a lot
So they feed his lies

The devil got a hold on me
I can't lie
No
Rest in peace to my nigga

Keep her name alive
Mr. P
The name that never dies
Haters flood the streets with all these lies

Tryin' to hold me back
When they didn't, it was no surprise
Gettin' ahead of the way I live my life
Yeah, I'm twistin' up

Each and every night
Smokin' for my stress
You push me to the limit
So maybe time

The strata broke the camel's back
It was feather light
Get to blowin' up
Make a decision, regret in time

So live your life with an open mind
With an open mind
With an open mind
With an open mind

With an open mind
It's Max Long
The Beat

Written by:
Stephen Amarillas

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