Lyrics:
tell me nothing cos I know these Corrupted muhfuckers are watching us
There ain’t no such thing as a fucking safe place UH
432, 440
They feeding you bad
I'm so bad when you got a broken friend
You're saying I gotta be better but I'm like nananananana
I got places to be and I got places to go
You know I
no
Hoe, you best get my niggas involved
Make my first mil' by 2021
And I'll change my name to B1llionz bro (B1llionz bro)
Interview room with
circumference
Envision us
Enjoying our life
All of the comforts
Free to be
Whatever I want to be
But nothing's free
Jerks who can't work
Will only suffer
Excuse me miss I got little question to ask
I know we just met but I was hopin I could grab your ass
And will grab me back, while I'm checkin ya
Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop
I sho' gotta learn to use my mind
I don't want to be
by the neck
Any way I touch you, walk with me..
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRR
This ain't the way it's supposed to be (B.S.!)
This ain't the way it's
got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
Jay-Z taught me money ain't
wit me)
Cause the playas masion a place to be bad bitches get in for free (All the bad bitches nigga)
Bad bitches for free sad hoes gotta pay a fee
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
way
Ain't no way
I can't fake
When bitches smiling in my face
Wanna take what I make?
Too bad I do this shit with grace
Can't relate, take
They will drop you and won't be missin your presence
I'm the curse
Young Cee he the present
It don't work nigga give us the weapons
When you murk from
over the place
I’m slanging that iron like lumberjack
I never gave up, one thing I can say
I be straight, just as long as my family make it
Tearing it
ain't no rules when you in this game
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
you call home be the place you die
Know you feel alone, try to stay alive
Barely do this on my own, I'mma pray tonight
Talk to me like I ain't seen
Past Me Dat Wood Over Dis Motherfucker )
Mind been locked up, can't slip thru the bars
Ain't no stopping, I see by the logic
A Young Nigga racing I made
want (oh, whoa, yes)
After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
Began to encounter,
want (oh, whoa, yes)
After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
Began to encounter,
they think this, brothers can get, foul
they'll use, bruise and abuse
Dump your ass and be sure to choose
The next fresh fish that steps into the place
And I ain't gotta be selling out shows and stadiums to let you know that I'm soaring
And if God be protecting me, got no Patek on me, I know we going for
forever be by your side
And I will give you my heart, baby
And I will always be true to you
And I will love you forever
If I could just make love
and move on nigga
I admit I done made a few mistakes
Young nigga I'm just tryna find my place
Since my birth I've never felt safe
The grass grew now we
stares
I asked the lord to put the reaper on hold
(why)
Cause my young niggas dying in the ghetto
What the fuck is up, in the place to be
Coming out
to come back, I don't want her
Life ain't gon' be what it ain't gon' be
So we grind and we pay 'em no nevermind
Got a few bad lil' fees tryna bump
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