paroles de chanson Profiling Bad (Me, Myself, & I) - LRN Nola

Grrrah
Big Nola
It's just me myself alone with Frank again
It's just me myself alone with Ben Frank again
Big Nola, Big Nola
It's just me myself alone with Ben Frank again, look how it end ye
It's just me myself, It's just me myself

It's just me myself alone with Ben Frank again, look how it end ye
I'm a villain but I'm innocent if I'm making sense?
If all my sins were loyalty
How I'ma pay my lawyer fees?
If I gotta put my mama in a house 'fore I put her in the ground
Then it's all on me
You don't know what it be like everybody looking at you like the villain
When I try to give love when she say everything I do malicious
I got a problem with this money I'm addicted

My name's Nola (Hi Nola)
I can admit it
It's just me, myself, and I
Should I ride or should I die
You don't know how it feels
To just be you, yourself, and I
Just be you, yourself, and I
You don't know how it feel
It's just me and I'm just by myself And I'm cool just with that I don't need no one else
Ain't going to no hoe house I can't get complacent
Ancestors was slaves, I need master bedrooms
It feel wrong to win, you question yourself
Can't enjoy the view niggas asking for help
They saying they proud of me cause they wasn't there
She asking for Prada ain't giving me shit
I batter 'em up I can't be in the mix
I batted 'em up like I play for the Mets
Ain't too much you can do with a ungrateful bitch
Ain't none you can shoot round a nigga who snitch
Ain't a scar on my body that got me a stitch
Drugs in my body leave me low like stitch
We lost count but we heard it was six
That's what the opps posed say to his bitch
I don't even really try to get out my body
I don't even really try to be too cocky
Cause I barely got to do with my hobby
I don't mean to get too ready to cock it
I don't even mind being profiled, check my professional file
And know if I ever told you something I ain't letting you down
How could you let me down?
Now it's just me, myself, and I and you ain't nowhere round
And you was trying to take it there I don't even wanna go there now
I put my Gps straight to hell cause I'm finna show my ass
Tired of being the one when I get a lil bread that they want get they hand out
Tired of being the last real one and I ain't even trying to stand out
You gone send a man (boom boom) gone be a man down
I took a chance it wouldn't planned out
Now what the fuck is the plan when you take out all the snakes and the last one you stand by?
Uh uh
It's just me, myself, and I
Riding til I die, I got my fye
It's just me, myself, and I
Ye eh
It's just me, myself, and I
Uh uh uh
Ye, just me,myself, and I
I can't see nobody but me, can't see nobody but God
I don't got no Ben franks next to me that's all that's in my pocket
I don't got nobody round me, nobody make me smile
I get up in the morning 'fore I brush my teeth I count
All the way to a hunnid, I'm thumbing through them thousands
You know I gotta get it, know I'm focused on my profit
You know this off the top, I don't gotta write I don't need no stylus
You know that I came up in the booth I'm dressed like I'm profiling
You know that they gone profile me just off how I be styling
You know that I can walk into the court room and get off
And I don't gotta tell on nobody, nigga I ain't soft
I tell them boys the truth
I tell 'em I don't know nothing what bout you?
And these bitches trying give me the blues
But I got enough for me and your whole crew
Ya heard me