Lyrics:
and rum, sicker with the liqour tounge,
Kicked it all off in a slum, that taught me how to get the funds
Whatever keeps me off streets, I walk these and get
on Fairfield
Yeah
We grew up in them slums
Just know the struggle real
No pot to piss in
You gotta shit?
You get it how you live
You ain't trying to live like
about the shooting
Many ways to get it rapid
Learn to make the choices
That will benefit in life
Live with no regrets
Prioritise your time
I know it can
believe I cried my tears
Maybe the way y'all died it'll make me change the life I live
Like my homie Juwan Tobin raised in the village of guilt
It's
That I roll wid a group ah niggas quick to throw fits
Quick to go get,
Quick to go rob him a bitch,
Quick to go lay down some platinum hits
I'm tired
tell you where I live at, I pulled up in the slums
Walk outside with drums, that ain't normal where I'm from
But that's normal where I'm from, niggas
the face of horror
In order to live forever today we have to fight For Honor
Yo, meet the Wardens, the masters of the longsword
Members of an ancient order
you dealin' with
The number don't change, I know who the chemist is
Brick by brick, we kept open dealerships
Mitch by mitch, we built up our villages
level travel the mentality of a Nigga who was raised in the slums surrounded by all these killers,
Sleeping then you're dreaming I'm plotting planning
Do not be proud
Once upon a time there was a beautiful village.
There was a thick dense forest
a little far away from the village.
All the animals
a lawda
Vybz Kartel nuh live by nuh orda
Park lane man them wi shot up yuh Prada
May Pen, Jerome, adid real don dada
Skeng Don remain as the fada
Hundred
And tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properly
Get yo monopoly and get your own property
And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play
you know it ain't sweet
That nigga a beast
To play in this field you need you a stick
I'm way to advance to get trick by a bitch
Can't get no money then
squeezy i play with these words
Juss to get stack
Quid pro qou no gaining for free
There's nothing pro bono
In a gene' we live in today yeah
There's nothing
up n coming mcs struggle to be heard
boy.... the next jailbird ??
*censored*s talk murder and they live by there word
shotters keep the money going
up n coming mcs struggle to be heard
boy.... the next jailbird ??
*censored*s talk murder and they live by there word
shotters keep the money going
wack
All my cuts are bunk
They said I live in a slum
My father's a bum
They said my sister's a crackhead
My brother's drinkin' rum
But I
to advance, I'm sorry for the holes in
your hip
Son, It's the way of the street merchant, live by the laws,
die by the rules
My gleam play the part
struggle So they half ass hustlin
Some kids only showing up to get Somethin to eat cause their stomach is empty
Some people look for sympathy so,
They
ville '72
Lock and load on patrol, lotta hoes on the stroll
Give me street 411 like whoop-de-whoop
Where's the cane man? How many nights I live by this
knowin' that I live like fuck them niggas
Don Dada, it ain't shit for to touch them niggas
Got a show for a check, gotta rush to get it
Northside in
you know we guaranteed ten
I seen my niggas get railroad by the system
Seen a nigga with faith in a court that was against him
I know a nigga with big
on shit
Den hold on ya grippas
No lie
Shawty gave me dental
Nigga in da spital
Don't trust bitches
No lie
Ima big steppa
No lie
I get drippy
No lie
I den
Drenched in the game I’m soaking
Chosen by Odin floating through the atmosphere smoking
Gems and rubies
Tim’s and Louis
9 double M’s and Uzi’s
Live
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