Lyrics:
another trick sucka dropped
A quarter after twelve, I'm still cruising down them back streets
On my job a dead body already lies on the passenger seat
know the risk if you ain't carried the weight
If you ain't never been down the road that wasn't already paved
Some shit I don't remember, it's
I was just at before
I’m riding down the street on I95
Hoes sitting on the side of the road just
Throwing up and throwing it
Inside of my car, the car
your told
Remember when his life revolved around pussy and gold
Now all roads lead to the same fate it's not great
Live alone with no end in sight
And I'm not giving up and I'm not slowing down
And I'm not giving up and I'm not slowing down
I won't give up yo I'm following my road
And I'm not
the door,
Shop was down the road,
Didn't wanna miss the show,
On TV, then,
Five feds, that were parked in a VV,
Jumped out, with their waps,
Soon as they
the hood three times and fucked everybody's bitch twice
Mother fuckers talk about it but i live that pimp life
I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat
I
solid since a toddler, I won't never change
Hammy downs in the closet, now we on to better things
Banging on the door, I'm coming for it, standing on ten
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys-keys open doors
Yugh! Make your skin crawl
Press one button, let the wind fall
Who gon'
don't...
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he sees
Just like him best the other way
Spider web (repeat 3x)
What Ray Charles said...
In Ray Charles head
All I
hitting the road
Get hit by the door
We don't kick it no more
Your snake, turned fake
Big yellow tape
It wasn't me
I was chilling down the street
Getting
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
strong like I'm Neutron rules of the night so
I know one thing for certain two things just for sure
Got things ma I'm working I'm clean by the door
Set
a storm
Upgraded, this ain't even my final form
Can't say you ain't been warned, you ain't on what I've been on
I live and breathe and die by this
This
three times
Bitch, I'm 03, so I'm watchin' out for one time
I can turn a hater to a motherfuckin' punchline
Down later gators with a motherfuckin'
the streets, a young runaway, live for today
When he died, I could hear him say (Thug Life, baby!)
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
you need girl ima hold you down,
If you need a lil' dough we flipping got somewhere to go I'm whipping,
Be a love hustla whatever you need girl ima
York, is where I'm from
So keep it on and you don't quit
That supercalafragilisticexpalidopeshit
So next up down the line, Ant Live
[Ant Live]
Yo,
the evil lives
Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be
the evil lives
Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be
down this road
I made these 4 agreements with myself I try to live by
But I still mess up on the regular, despite
All my efforts cause I'm just a man
touch down
She said I'm to much how
Do you know my naaaaaaaaaameee?
4 doors down I'm stressin out on love
I don't know how I got in this club
Pocket
and a twenty
I pulled out the 3 ones cause it was the least that I could do
Rolled down my window half way and called for the man
He was sitting now looking
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