Lyrics:
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue
Don't hold my breath
I'm throwing up my hood to the day that I die
me how many views can she get today
136k on her Insta page
Keep loading up videos back to back
146k when she snap and chat
Damn near 100k when she
play it safe
Mentality will hurt you when he pull up with that K
Yea here they in the matrix so you know that you can't stop it
In the jungle with a tool
Now, everybody in the place today
sing along with the song and say
My name is Ry, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, an Evans
Don't call me by any other name
Unless
party I bought my pole in
Pull up TRX truck that scat pack just ain't fast enough
50k at boobytrap Miami hoes is bad as fuck
200 in the 'rari I was
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32
Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members
Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
and now I get the bands by the k
Finesse and finesse and now I get the cake
I get the pound of the kush by crate
I just I just be hitting the gas I don't
The crescent moon sits waxing in the clear, blue sky tonight
Joanna sits relaxing down by the riverside
The cigarette she's smoking, a symbol
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we getting
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
on a nigga, block and it sound like I dropped a missile, Drop em all dead, that's the mission
We gon' kill him one by one, We gon' get him, hit him up, We
flooded, cost two-hundred K
2013 Beamer, had it for a year (turn up)
Ain't even drove it over three days
I keep thinkin', last time I seen my grandma
backwards, and
re-released at the same given moment of recorded history , yet at a
different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to catch up with
by, the gang all line up
Hilton, Hyatt, Inn & Go, we're all up
Don't give me wrong rub (wrong rub)
Pocket full, streets is our hub (our hub)
Drive by
acres of cabbage (acres)
Surprise a nigga ride up on him on a Banshee (brrt, brrt)
We got Ks in the attic (K)
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your
Hands up left right DJ get their chest tight
Poppin' for the west side spinnin' 'til your head light
Hands up left right DJ get their chest tight
the almighty Black Jack (throw your hands up)
Mos Def, K West (throw your hands up)
Ghetto people, get this shit off your chest (throw your hands up)
North
be dripping got me paranoid,
Ice on me it got me paranoid
Back the fuck up man im paranoid!!
Paranoia grunts by M.A.K till end.
Give me a sign
Give me a reason to hold on
I?m holding on
What is a life
A series of moments all in a line
Just passing by
And so I lay here awake
his first try
While your brother's friends were busy tossing their die
But they aren't bothered by these little things
So they post up in a movie scene
Had a nightmare I bought a time share
By the water I tried to haunt her
Paint the village with the a shade of grey and ocean blue
Had to find out her
cause I'm so inspired by everything you do
And when the night is old and retire late
I'll curl up to for warmth like your my fire place
And the music from
to you through music
So I thought I'd go acoustic
And I know if I ever put on a mask
You would see right through it
I'm trying stay true to myself
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