Foxy Brown - 730 Lyrics
Whoa, whoaWhat the *plurrr is this, yo!They say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outCan yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?Yo how can we start thisMy life is thorough never heartlessI laid it down from the gate to the st louis archesFrom the windy city to the streets in caliTo them streets in houstonMy niggas always boostinSome *****es always hollaHow they dont spend a dollaBut thats because they aint got itNow tell me wheres the logicAnd if I talk it - Ive done did it or about to do itIm making anthems, got a million niggas bouncin to itBust your guns!And if that aint enough then bust againIve been thuggin since b-i-z made just a friendMatter of fact ever since flava flav was rockin clocksAnd even then there was no ***** that could compare to foxLet me head knock, pretty you wit me rightThis prada fit me tight, this gucci fit me rightWho could quickly write like seven joints and it be tight?You know how hood we sound, you know its boogie brownYo they say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outBut can yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?They say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outBut can yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?Yo my life is full of problemsSometimes its hard to dodge emSo much you couldnt fathomI wish I didnt have themThey say Im 7-30, pretty but I rap too dirtyThe law is criticizing me and probably never heard meSo what I crashed my rangeMy last name aint changedThis time its different thoughIm not exploiting namesYeah I write my shitIts not a *****ing gameSo what he wrote some songsI blew him up the sameIm never ducking damesYall know just where to find meI wouldve killed her but it just wouldnt be fair to mommieImagine me doing time, foxy behind barsNot me the crime starYall *****es aint worth itAlthough my life aint perfect, Ill never change a thingYall want success but yall dont know about the pain it bringIts supposed to make you happy and keep your paper longThis beat is kind of illHow could you hate this song?Yo they say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outBut can yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?They say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outBut can yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?Man some hoes is always yackinLike I cant make it happenLike they dont know my cashLike they dont know my pastEspecially pop star *****es with the soft imageSo what I aint with him*****! hes off limitsBe where I always beSee who I choose to seeAlthough were not together, his heart belong to meSee at times I think yall *****es be confusing meLike Im somethin sweet, shorty Im still streetYoure not on my level, and I wont stoopAnd Im the one that got you, kicked out your own groupChicks be always thinkin that imma let it rideI might not kill you but Ill hurt you till your dead insideThird album and you still wanna test brownIm so hood *****es know how boogie get downIt could be real dramaIts still the ill na naThere aint a ***** wildaAny beef? holla!They say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outBut can yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?They say Im 730, say I spaz outFb is ill, shell wild outBut can yall feel my pain?I cant let it slideHow could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?
