Lyrics:
Prospering all my wishes and endevours
Cause what you gon do on the first of the month
Landlord lurking every-time you pulling up
Eyes on me soon as I step out
out Chicago
Aw man
Everybody from the Go know how it goes
The killing by police
They can't keep it under control
Its gotta be a way for us to prosper
traumatized that’s why become combative
I’ve been profiled by police yea I’ve been harassed
Taking bout I fit the description but it’s because I’m Black
But we
Drip could put you in a coffin
I got racks like a landlord
They gone ride on my surfboard
Moving wrong you get blam boy
You get left where you stand boy
like we failed our youngsters, man
It's like we not giving the youngsters that game no more, man
That shit that they can live by
That shit they can,
Landlord, lock up all the doors
When the police comes around
Just tell 'em that the joint is closed
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
I don't
[Proof]
I'm bout as crazy as Mike Tyson is
A fallen raspler from out the raspers that bounce twice a live
Rollm blindfolded on the Eisenbridge
there
They killin' teens, they killin' dreams (It's murder)
Yo, come on we gotta stick together, we all we got
Police taking shots and I ain't talkin'
BRIDGE
Heard the thugs they don't live long, don't live long
Heard the killas they don't live long, don't live long
Heard the thugs they don't live
by the police
Still getting pulled over and asked by the police
'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of your skin get you put in
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
of these boys in blue are phony
Crooked like Saint Ides, instead of tryin to save lives
They out for delph, only tryin to help them self
They pull me
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
my niggas locked
Rest in Peace My peoples
I'ma hold it Down that's always
Live by the code die for my bros
Steady making pros like Everyday
I got
thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you
Hop in another one nigga
Get
the shaders
Live from the cracks of the concrete
12 try to take a nigga off the street
Make the gun sound now for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you
Live it in a PlayStation (station)
Delusional with the sawed off
Leatherface and Bukshot
If you can't tell by the names you should
Already know they'll
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
breed two of his three bro's are on tour
At a young age he was taught to think fuck law
From when the gun police kicked off his front door
His oldest
the police "bitch, stop killing us
We the realest in charge, get a glimpse of the scars
Police don't give a damn about us they done killed us in cars
Get
As we journey through the land of the see's and the be 's
And the crooked ass police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We
all gonna be gone
My baby need clothes, my wife needs a car
It's a wonder y'all ha, I got this far! Hey!
Landlord knocking, and he wants some rent
Raised by thugs, schooled by killers
I learned mathematics from big-time dealers
So now them busters love to
See a nigga falling cocked the Glock
is only for the rich
Police will kill us all
Terrorize young lives sick pigs in fancy dress
You think I hyperbolize shit cause I'm anti them
Yes I'm
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