Letras:
No Warning My World

find what you feel for me. Fuck that shit, it aint fair to me. Dont ever think of me that way. I shouldnt be a faded fucking memory. This is my world

hard world there's a big a big hard sun beaten on the big people in the big hard world when I go to cross that river she is comfort by my side when

can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my

them penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones

for them niggas ridding in the back [Gun shot] trying to reach for that shit on your lap [Gun shot] That's for your boss and he riding my vest [Hook:]

s next Caught up in the middle My life's a riddle Don't let it get ya I wanna be legal But it's this hustle that get me richer One love to my peoples

dumb that wasn't warned Help you make it through the storm My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. My words to my first born

for a 311 sandwich but not the wack dj's that I'ma damage I like a beat that's unique and yes I like my head zooming and in my Continental you know that

it for fun Boy my hoes are clean, just like my guns And I keep them in a safe place, just like my funds I keep all my big bills, give my wifey the ones