Lyrics:
my frame of mind, to keep in mind the casualties
If that click click quick to trip, bitch it be the tragedy
S.P.V. we market thee
Down for doing what
to death up in my casket while surrounded by my cabbage
What's my goal you can't imagine but I'm about to make it happen
Poetry I get to snapping spitting
(walking out)
Lettin' me down, and an OG never ever settlin' down
I been really on my own, I been really tryna get it
I be headfirst by niggas, I'm just
Back to yesterday
Let's go back to yesterday
Let's go back to yesterday
True Love
True Love is counted by the health, well-being
And happiness
every dime I make, every soul I know
Hire by reach, the farther down I go
This old broken back of mine is all I've got to show
And anyway
A working
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
gonna go dim and cry, why!?!
Cause you leading the masses to die
And think your asses won't happen to fry
By making your dead god come ∆l¡ve
With death
napalm when I hold a pen, heart blacker then ckon that's the state I'm in
See bills don't come from hope that's the state I'm in
Go so far just to state
of revelations
In an arbor by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where a sinner could lay down his heavy load
It was in those old brush
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
I'm a pop a little pilly I wanna get silly
Imma imma Get get it get, till the sun rise by the city
Sickest vision that I ever done seen
It's a dream
I can't put my trust in no one else
Down on your dicc, nobody help
I had to go get it by myself
And you niggas don't know how them burdens feel
Fucc
next to me
He said "Are those your matches
Can I have one please?"
We got talkin' 'bout the way
The world was goin'
And the death of the dollar bill
Ah,
melt away that fear of death
How can a rapper go flex
When my whole life is a mess
All of my feelings a wreck
Don't know what's wrong in my head
Ego here
dial 112
W74
Death before dishonor, on my crew, yah yah
She just want a viking like me to pay her bills
I got gang member up north
He doin' kills
Guns, shootouts and crack sales
Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell
No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po-lice
This whole week,
denied
I won't be denied
In Jesus' name
In Jesus' name
I will conquer death
I will come alive
You never let me down
No you don't no you don't eh
You lift
the whips want to, get me
But I got the pounds and them 9's, they pretty
See me on the streets, them gorillas they, wit me
Bills in the pockets, know them
the game with death bill lost his breath, in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
In the day of times I repine
In the days of old, in
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
than a bowl of Friskies
I roll so low, can't keep up with me
You go home early like you're fucking sixty
You're coming down my highest peak
And think
(I can't go on this way)
Came too far and I ain't going backwardds for nothing
I ain't being distracted by nothing
Midget-size to Dikembe, I ain't
the ghost stories for the kids nigga, I'm a grown ass man
Let's go, let's go
You can lead a man to a drink
But you can't make him take a sip
You can
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