Lyrics:
You went on that cross, for all my sins
Gave up your life, so I can live
You are alive, with you I win
Give you my all, till it’s the end
When it’s
know no snitch
It's the same old stove coco whip
It's the same old solo so rich
I gotta text from my momma telling me I should take a break a be coming
on focusing
I'll take the same approach achieving both my only dreams
I want to make sure she can live anywhere promising
That I can be at ease, taking care
just go through it and blast at the same time.
She came, as in the book, Mickey Spillane
That Saturday night dark masquerade
Had filled his friend
Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless
Tryna live like entertainers
Want a fat crib with
right by my side
Give you the world and I'd trade all my time
We could have paradise for the rest of our lives, yeah
I feel alive when I'm kissin'
sleeping on my mama flo
Wondering where I'ma go
Cuz rap ain't paying off, Even when money running I was still standing tall
Thought I would hit my goals by
the same
Back against the wall
Tryna test my fate
Back against the wall
Ima find a way
Odds against it all
Surrounded by it all
Devil on call
Im just tryna
Celebrities show support
Post then then take it down
Scared to stand for light and truth
Instead brain washed by the crowd
Beat my grandma til she lost an eye
Where she was met by red and blue lights
cnd still cops rush her
With eyes owl eyes in the background
Now he's leading her through the gaze
cnd she's
Catch us on smokin groove
Rules house of blues
MTV News
On the bus with my Flipmode loco (loco)
Takin flicks
Hittin chicks by the dozen (dozen)
Keep
tall and free.
My brothers and sisters, it's the same for you and me,
we're looking for the promised land,
we're looking for the promised land.
Yes we
no more looking back that shit won't be the same
Through all the rain and snow the sun gon always shine dog
Taught me the game you why I stay up on my
a slave to my greed
Yeah we stuck doing rounds
Moving stock by the pound
Foxhole in the ground
Fucked soul hell bound
And my lucks running out
Trying
down
Strapped down we get our ways he'z beggin' me to
The extent of my strugglez
Statis, they call me
I'm a low come in up on em' money hustle
The same
is Dollar ain't the same
Ever since I started Nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that
the devil's intentions
Cursed by Satan and blessed by God
Live and let die, rep thy block
Niggers better gimme the respect I want
There’s no love for me in
stitches
When they don't live by the rules
Don't speak on my name
Me and you not the same
You got me confuse
You think I wouldn't knew
Man don't speak on my
clone
Surrounded by many but yet I feel alone
You hear the pain in my voice you gotta live wit it
You gone get same result if you don't live different
I'm
an iron fist
The "R.B.H."
Better known as
The Royal Black Hand
My wife's name is Anil
Which is short for Annihilation
And she lives up to her name
Don't let
live by the code
Why I do this on my own
Why I do this for the fam, why I do this cause I can
I'm high don't know where to land
My mind been making
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
to hand until you give em a rope
Niggas claim they in the field and they live by the code
But behind closed doors man these niggas is hoes
Cuz when you
For my whole life I've been taught to lock away my thoughts and mood in order to be accepted by social groups
I've been taught that letting go my
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