Lyrics:
be the salt
And I'll be the sea
And we could get married in the middle of June
A sunny day in the afternoon
Oh you wear white
Baby I'll wear white too
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
Young brown bad vibes
Whole squad fly now
Set a goal too far from me
No time to be online now
Past all bad ties
Last didn't treat right
She said I
to
Most people wanna tell you what to do
'Cause it's what they wanna do if they had an opportunity to
But too scared
That's why they live vicariously
live the sweet life like Zack
Young nigga what he gonna do with that pack
Saucin do a hit in Alexander mcqueen
Shoot a bitch to what the fuck do you mean
race against time
I don't wanna die young but she flirting on my line
And if I pick up it's suicide by overdose
Though it might be hard to tell the truth
me to be prepared
Cemetery full of homies no longer here
But what about the babies
Lost in watchin' burglars
Too dumb to be a dealer
Too young to be
If loving you is wrong...
I don't want to be right
If being right means living without you
I'd rather live wrong than right
My Mama and Daddy say
'Cause I've left that girl so many times before, oh
By the time I make Albuquerque, she'll be working
And she'll probably stop at lunch
Just to give
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
Size em up, don't never let em outta line
Can't be scared to hit decline
Sleep and hit fast forward
That's how life gone pass you by
Remembering those
the times
And redesign the way we live our lives
Remember when we were young
The dance we danced to the songs we sung
We will be forever young
We will be
of your life
But chances are we won't be talking by the end of tonight
God I'm a fuck up man why do I do this
I could end it all now this pipe in my right
to eat
Can't be defeated cuz I'm too strong mentally
Fuck you I don't need your sympathy
Gon' head talk to them Timothy
Wake up to get my cake up
You
and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in
'til ya leave the store
Too many in the bed, had to sleep on the floor
'Cause my cousin always be getting whipped in the morning
Every night can't
[repeat 3X]
Gotta be a player for life, gotta be a player for life
(That's right) Gotta be a player for life, I gotta be a player for life
[Too
that go by
While I'm witch you that I won't even care
You been with young dudes old guys
Hindus papas Colombians who cut pies
But none of them can
hair its not days that go by
While I'm witch you that I won't even care
[Chorus: x2]
You been with young dudes old guys
Hindus papas Colombians
It's beautiful to see the click, live comfortable
To the young black entrepreneurs
Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
Keep yourself laced,
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
cool, I too once, averaged the same
Til I got slick, took risks
Carried the 'caine
Then I cooked shit, pushed it
Married the game
Now these days, I just
'Cause I've left that girl so many times before, oh
By the time I make Albuquerque, she'll be working
And she'll probably stop at lunch
Just to give
a young love
You don't need to be anymore
Live it now, everyday
'cause you know there is no better way
And in time you'll understand it's all in your
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