Lyrics:
a Glock in my breeches
By myself, I ain't had no enemy
I'm a pop when I spot my enemy
Get your droplets, they gon' read me
Don't say shit when I'm holding
really live it I live by it
I stand by it I'ma die by it
No Curtis Jackson I was really trappin
Tryna get rich or I'ma die tryin
So how da fuck you gone
Dream of the day that I buy the wraith
People been sleeping and that's a fact
Hustling harder boy by the day
Spend what I get then I get it back
'Capitulation'
Always silenced by the truncheon
Or bought out with concessions
Always repetition
Repetition repetition repetition
'I'm the boss of the factory
devising wise-plans; this wise man of action
Is leaving this world behind and never switching sides to my enemy's surprise
That He's not willing to leave
and enemies are enemies
It's easier being evil
No crown low down dirty like a beetle
Profound in the dark sharp like a needle
You can be in heat or can glow
by
Like a boat sailing out making my way out
My daily maze society made for me right now
Now I'm digging me free
Now I'm digging me free like how
I
fight
For what is owed to me
Got no money
To fill my pockets
To feed my family
Sometimes I feel blue
Blue
Imma get it by any means yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
It
HBD I'm 23 nothin' happens the way imagine I think it's my fate
Almost cried when a friend of mine got insulted by a slave
Rich kid I nail
They think
When you were home watching netflix
I was making dough just to flex with it
Catching straight flights no turbulence
Grab you by your throat no turtle
on, and the most hated
Hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card
him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished
You took
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
spent a trinity
I just bought me a TEC-9 with a lemon squeeze
I ball like I'm in the NBA
Yeah, yeah, the Draco on me, that's for my enemies, yeah
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
motherfucker thug nation alert
keep his name on the street til ya lay in the dirt
this shit hurts cause we went from poor to rich
you're supposed to see a lot
time that we flipped the script and know who the real enemy is
Just got off the phone with Kay Slay, called the OG shot
Said the streets need a joint
Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was
Let to
Much time
Pass by
Then life
… is over
Thats why
Seems right
I stay in motion x6
Getting rich
With these bricks
Hit the kitchen with my wrist
all walkin' out
Hop on a flight, I'm in Boston, middle of playoffs, they playin' Milwaukee now
Middle of summer, I'm making a bang, rich by December,
nervous
The closest one to you be enemies
Come around you can tell by they energy
Don't jump off that porch
It's not for everybody
I swear it a fuck with
can feel it in my face
By myself, there's no reason to be late
Cuz it's 2020 bitch, Imma stay lit
Now when I spit, they don't say shit
When I get rich
I was lost in the dark, I was blind within
But then You gripped my heart and made it whole again
I was a child of wrath, I was Your enemy
But despite
on the belt, sip by myself
Stay away from suckers 'cause they bad for my health
Blew a kilo in Cavalli oh I think I need some help
These niggas screamin' rich
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