730 - Foxy Brown

Whoa whoa

What the *plurrr is this yo

They say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

Can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside

Yo how can we start this

My life is thorough never heartless

I laid it down from the gate to the st louis arches

From the windy city to the streets in cali

To them streets in houston

My niggas always boostin

Some b**ches always holla

How they don't spend a dolla

But thats because they ain't got it

Now tell me wheres the logic

And if I talk it - I've done did it or about to do it

I'm making anthems got a million niggas bouncin to it

Bust your guns

And if that ain't enough then bust again

I've been thuggin since b-i-z made just a friend

Matter of fact ever since flava flav was rockin clocks

And even then there was no b**ch that could compare to fox

Let me head knock pretty you wit me right

This prada fit me tight this gucci fit me right

Who could quickly write like seven joints and it be tight

You know how hood we sound you know its boogie brown

Yo they say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside

They say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside

Yo my life is full of problems

Sometimes its hard to dodge em

So much you couldn't fathom

I wish I didnt have them

They say I'm 7-30 pretty but I rap too dirty

The law is criticizing me and probably never heard me

So what I crashed my range

My last name ain't changed

This time its different though

I'm not exploiting names

Yeah I write my sh*t

Its not a f**king game

So what he wrote some songs

I blew him up the same

I'm never ducking dames

Yall know just where to find me

I wouldve killed her but it just wouldn't be fair to mommie

Imagine me doing time foxy behind bars

Not me the crime star

Yall b**ches ain't worth it

Although my life ain't perfect Ill never change a thing

Yall want success but yall don't know about the pain it bring

Its supposed to make you happy and keep your paper long

This beat is kind of ill

How could you hate this song

Yo they say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside

They say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside

Man some hoes is always yackin

Like I can't make it happen

Like they don't know my cash

Like they don't know my past

Especially pop star b**ches with the soft image

So what I ain't with him

B**ch hes off limits

Be where I always be

See who I choose to see

Although were not together his heart belong to me

See at times I think yall b**ches be confusing me

Like I'm somethin sweet shorty I'm still street

You're not on my level and I won't stoop

And I'm the one that got you kicked out your own group

Chicks be always thinkin that imma let it ride

I might not kill you but Ill hurt you till your dead inside

Third album and you still wanna test brown

I'm so hood b**ches know how boogie get down

It could be real drama

Its still the ill na na

There ain't a b**ch wilda

Any beef holla

They say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside

They say I'm 730 say I spaz out

Fb is ill shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain

I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin so bad inside