f#cked Up
Wasted
Chris Patrick
Moonwalkin Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Sit by myself, talkin to the moon
Can’t live for the night, toast up with a drink to the vibe
Cuffin Lyrics – Chris Patrick
I said who you claim you was?
You fine as hell, i never seen you in this club before
Running Out Of Options Lyrics – Chris Patrick
n#gg# I done came up on the east side
With hopes of getting rich to buy a crib up out in seaside
Honesty Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Roy, I love this
Expecting you to catch me when you fall is the single most reason why it seems like I can’t stay around
Gone Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Ay
Maybe i can turn the tides and pray that i don’t burn alive
Insane Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Ay
I’m going insane again
41 Cents Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Toast to the most high, for nights where we coast by
With nothing in the bank except a penny and four dimes
Gang Activity Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Uh, Word to my momma me and all my n#gg#s been tweakin
Just a pit of delinquents and sequence
36k Freestyle Lyrics – Chris Patrick
How i feel granted? that 36 thousand i heard they were doubting a n#gg# power
Flip my finger off get em a little sour