In three different scenarios, the son, who is the narrator, pleads his father not to leave him. Co-written by Combs along with Wyatt Durrette and Ray Fulcher, the song features a dramatic interaction between a father and son. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS)."Even Though I'm Leaving" is described as a "soft, mandolin-infused country song" and "stone-cold tear-jerker" by the blog Taste of Country. '14.Now I Pray15.The Life Of A16.Wanna Be Like HimN.O.R.E. God's Favorite Album Lyrics1.Banned from Another Club2.Black Clouds3.Consider This4.Full Mode5.God's Bussa8.Hit Me Slime9.Live My Life10.Love Ya Moms11.Mr. So let me live it up, and let the streets follow my storyĪnd much respect to the artist who done, done itīefore me so it's my time to sell records and taking the glory Unitied states, im like a piece of the puzzle Most rappers spitting you lie's, just to make you buy My hot flow, will leave canada dry, you ask me why I got a european attitude and ready for russia We from the hood were these snakes, when you spit they try an d dub it I'm thugged out golden nugget with blood in a bucket I write it real for the world, hate the industry rope When I approach my lifestyle, more potent than dope The streets know my name, the fame I had it before I like to stack cash, my son need to know this is his dad Running through every burb, hood, every slumĭo I look like the type who like to dance in club We for real with this game, and we spit it like thatĪnd since you worried about spending, we got a album ready done Hit us with consignment and we'll bring it right back I'm a hustler nigga the first day I finish my pack I know muse and maze will bring you plaque We already to put shit down in the streetsīeen hustling to long, we need a new way to eatĪnd I'm mad at your whole roster dog, must of them niggaz is weak Let me speck my peace, we got a ill click of niggaz Give me a minute, here me out ain't no disrespect Yo let me holla at you ceo, a.r and president Who done caked up, you flagrant as shit motherfucker Stay in the streets we set for greater things The hands on experience, advance that executive paper So just make sure our contract ain't slimĪnd then I'm ready nigga, yo where do I signĮxchange to a lot of gunz and buiness, best times It's militainment, military entertainment I'm a hard worker, I don't need no handout Give a nigga one chance, im a have the shit sown Yo I love the rap game, hate the buiness partĪn give a hood nigga a chance, that's what they won't doĬause I stay up in the office, with the toast too!Īnd you know I shoot niggaz, don't bring up the pastīut I just came home, and ain't leaving alone You can't look in my face and feel my pain yoooĪnigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone danceĪ nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone danceĪyo nigga through in the key and let the engine spark So, aww can you let him know I been waitingĪnd aww can he please hurry his ass up before I bounce you undadig! I'm here to see the president of the record label Here on behalf of thugged out militainment My name is N.O.R.E, that's pronounced Nore
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