Azucar

Petal to the metal
 Lost foot and it was sugar in my gas tank
 My cushion was a bosom on bad days
 There's not a black woman I can't thank
 You called crying when I told you these the last days
 It's all mine, could've split the last plate
 Niggas didn't have faith, so I stopped tryin'
 Apologize, and we outta time
 Please get ya alibis straight, you ain't gotta lie
 It's a tradition did it my way
 No sense of looking in the sky
 Trace elements meddle with minds
 Mind-state live fizzes and fires
 Niggas with live ammunitions in the stick on the highway
 I only get better with time
 That's what my mom say, the doc' say, he to kill him this time
 Well here I go, foot on the line
 What's mine, what good is it if it's not, you sick of it
 Sicky, sicky, niggas wasn't shit
 Face looking like I stumbled out of bed, hundred dollar jet
 I piss problems out the bottom
 Empty mama said she used to see my father in me
 Said I was not offended
 Press, King, Navy, Med, Mike on the bench
 Living life like a nigga put a price on my head
 Bless, this how we on it
 If you need it and I want it better come prepared
 Going through it like prayers in the night sky
 You look like the chair when you folding up
 Hands on like a goalie with the puck, don't need any luck
 See the ghost of where I was, lonesome as I was
 
 Petal to the metal
 Lost foot and it was sugar in my gas tank
 My cushion was a bosom on bad days
 There's not a black woman I can't thank
 You called crying when I told you these the last days
 It's all mine, could've split the last plate
 Niggas didn't have faith, so I stopped tryin'
 Apologize, and we outta time
 Please get ya alibis straight, you ain't gotta lie
 It's a tradition did it my way
 No sense of looking in the sky
 Trace elements meddle with minds
 Mind-state live fizzes and fires
 Niggas with live ammunitions in the stick on the highway
 I only get better with time
 That's what my mom say, the doc' say, he to kill him this time
 Well here I go, foot on the line
 What's mine, what good is it if it's not, you sick of it
 Sicky, sicky, niggas wasn't shit
 Face looking like I stumbled out of bed, hundred dollar jet
 I piss problems out the bottom
 Empty mama said she used to see my father in me
 Said I was not offended
 Press, King, Navy, Med, Mike on the bench
 Living life like a nigga put a price on my head
 Bless, this how we on it
 If you need it and I want it better come prepared
 Going through it like prayers in the night sky
 You look like the chair when you folding up
 Hands on like a goalie with the puck, don't need any luck
 See the ghost of where I was, lonesome as I was
 
 Petal to the metal
 Lost foot and it was sugar in my gas tank
 My cushion was a bosom on bad days
 There's not a black woman I can't thank
 You called crying when I told you these the last days
 It's all mine, could've split the last plate
 Niggas didn't have faith, so I stopped tryin'
 Apologize, and we outta time
 Please get ya alibis straight, you ain't gotta lie
 It's a tradition did it my way
 No sense of looking in the sky
 Trace elements meddle with minds
 Mind-state live fizzes and fires
 Niggas with live ammunitions in the stick on the highway
 I only get better with time
 That's what my mom say, the doc' say, he to kill him this time
 Well here I go, foot on the line
 What's mine, what good is it if it's not, you sick of it
 Sicky, sicky, niggas wasn't shit
 Face looking like I stumbled out of bed, hundred dollar jet
 I piss problems out the bottom
 Empty mama said she used to see my father in me
 Said I was not offended
 Press, King, Navy, Med, Mike on the bench
 Living life like a nigga put a price on my head
 Bless, this how we on it
 If you need it and I want it better come prepared
 Going through it like prayers in the night sky
 You look like the chair when you folding up
 Hands on like a goalie with the puck, don't need any luck
 See the ghost of where I was, lonesome as I was
 
 Petal to the metal
 Lost foot and it was sugar in my gas tank
 My cushion was a bosom on bad days
 There's not a black woman I can't thank
 You called crying when I told you these the last days
 It's all mine, could've split the last plate
 Niggas didn't have faith, so I stopped tryin'
 Apologize, and we outta time
 Please get ya alibis straight, you ain't gotta lie
 It's a tradition did it my way
 No sense of looking in the sky
 Trace elements meddle with minds
 Mind-state live fizzes and fires
 Niggas with live ammunitions in the stick on the highway
 I only get better with time
 That's what my mom say, the doc' say, he to kill him this time
 Well here I go, foot on the line
 What's mine, what good is it if it's not, you sick of it
 Sicky, sicky, niggas wasn't shit
 Face looking like I stumbled out of bed, hundred dollar jet
 I piss problems out the bottom
 Empty mama said she used to see my father in me
 Said I was not offended
 Press, King, Navy, Med, Mike on the bench
 Living life like a nigga put a price on my head
 Bless, this how we on it
 If you need it and I want it better come prepared
 Going through it like prayers in the night sky
 You look like the chair when you folding up
 Hands on like a goalie with the puck, don't need any luck
 See the ghost of where I was, lonesome as I was