Everybody raps. We rap to make money. We do business. Ain't no other record company out there that sold as many records as we did.
Don't believe everything you hear: Real eyes, Realize, Real lies
That girl can barely spell her name.
I didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose me.
Elevation of today's generation, if I can make them listen. Prisons ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed.
Even thugs cry, but do the Lord care?