Lyrics:
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
SXM yeah kewand
Married to the money I do
I just got two hoes they both brand new
Kicks like Judo brand new
Live by the G code that's how we move
As in young children born recently
In every person you will see a consumer
Your future money
Be it your girlfriend or friend
If they know that you are
eating. if you married to the streets, guaranteed that bitch is cheating.
Cause in the game it ain't no love shown,& nights be nia long, but it ain't no
all that in silence
I'm all in my own groove just minding my business
I live by my own rules I be the judge and jury in my life
Anyone else that
And the first time I saw her she was beautiful
Sixty-two plus forty-six equals one hundred and eight
Possible years they'll live long too
That's almost half
yeah
Nine hundred and one
Kingpin
Thats me
Mane
I get high
I get by
No Matter
What
Everybody
Just
Live
Free
Yourself
Free
Your mind
Let go
Shake it
Off
listen
Too hot for prison, plus too cold to hold my girl
'Cause I married this life and she's my whole world
It's just a sign of the times
Calmly
Yeah yeah i'm trying to get through to you
You don't listen just hear me out
You're too young to look that tired
Too sweet to be that sad
Any moment
ghetto
And it's a true fact nigga cause I'm that ghetto
A young fellow guess I'm married to the streets
Born and raised a soulja M-A to the G Nolia
Uptown
that's what you need
They say that I'm too young and that you have a wife
I can't stand it all instead I'm kissing you hard
They say that I'm not smart,
And ooh, it feels so wrong
To leave, but if I don't we'll just live forever
On these roads that seem to be much too long
Come, let's pray for rainstorm
So
all of them got stuck
in the thicket of thorns
and lost their lives.
One day,
a young prince came to see her.
I will go and wake up the princess
in
too far
So we can live again
See, where I come from is hard
Hope all over, we can start
So we can live again, so we can live again
I’ve seen this
These are my Cullinan keys (skrrt)
I crank up the car, I don't drive (drive)
Too rich for my feet to be hittin' on a pedal
Serving that raw like it's
Too many women, and not enough time
I'm a cool cat, but I'm on life nine
Pimping ain't dead cause I be the life line
And I don't buy the bar cause
a player for life
That's right, I gotta be a player for life
I gotta be a player for life
Smob to the tip, I feel no guilt
She's young and she's fine
me in streets, be Street Fighting like
Blanka or Bison slicing, dicing
Like w butcher knifeing wifing
Bitches? Never, that shit is trifling
Young Money
of charming,
Innocuous young men.
Though our mental equipment may be slight
And we barely distinguish left from right,
We are quite prepared to fight
For
tonight, I know I'll be home
The year is 1941
I was 8 years old and far, far too young
To know that the stories of battles and glory
Was a tale, a kind
They say that a man just doesn't grow up
'Til he's forty odd years old
Such was the case of young Kelly James
And everybody knows
He had a place
Uh kitchen see the kitchen ain’t about
What I’m doing presently
It’s about what we ain’t doing presently
So I’m just trying to remind
Young Goddess
high smoking joints
And now they know my name in Paris
But I'll be buried in Detroit
Next to my father, and my father's father too
I used to live
Zoom
You niggas too dusty get swept with a broom
Kush in the pack too loud it go boom
I'm blowing Os counting dough
Laying low stack paper by the show
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