Lyrics:
or die tryin
Can't let nothing come in between
Ima do this till the death of me
Just Hope my mama proud me
Dont got me started
Ima go retarted
The game
Ayo
When all the music comin' out is about sex
About get that money by any means
Even if you gots to kill
When it's force fed to you
As something you
Nightmares put me in every severe coma at night, just so I can get by
But I'm not going to cry, just glad to be alive
F**k it tho', I'm going to create my
of the cowboy, I stand tall
Stay with a drip with my flanal
Kill it, my niggas been grinding lately
Only thing I drink, my liquor mickey it tasty
So savory, what
right
Before that mouth popped off, my auntie had that crack pipe
Gettin' a hundred racks a week, I made ten on a bad night
Got a call, said an op DOA
Time is near, an unseen light
Blind by fear, a sleepless night
The cruel fear, above the sky
It seem so clear, this is last page for me
I am
on your plate
And you had
20 different messages, you had to save the dates
'Cause in reality, you tried not to be late
For the good news
And the sexes by
that four year degree
Gettin’ stiffed by day and playin’ shows at night for free
Don’t you know that’s Nashville, where you’ve gotta pay your dues
Til
Timothy, where have you been?
I been in Athens, Georgia by way of Bubba Sparxxx
When the +Nights+ were +Bright+ and all the +Days+ was +Dark+
But now
my heat first, he pull out his heat last
Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day?
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay
They
awhile
There's a tab with my name on it
And I'll be sittin' here all night
I can tell that she wants to stay just by the look in her eyes
But around
nights
Heating up the house up by the stove
Walk in any store now, buy anythin' I want
Most of these rappers be lyin' to win
While me and my niggas been
wants the fame she wants the drugs
That's why she stick by my side
They tryna kill me i ain't dumb
That's why the stick by my side for real
I hold it
Say it's a shame
It's a downright disgrace
But long as I got you by my side
I don't care what your people say
Your friends tell you
It's no
Not tryin' to meet the lost soul, at the crossroad
We're bein' sucked up into the black hole
Young becomes old, mighty clouds roll
Unfold the scrolls
Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez
Getting the people hyped like Monday Night at the Improv
Dive in Ricki's Lake plus I Rush
couldn't, I was too fuckin' good
They tried to run me out of my city, I was too fuckin' hood
So, all I'm tryin' to say (say) to artists tryin' to kill me is
Afu
You know we been doin' it for years, man
Show these fools how it's supposed to be done, baby
[Afu-Ra]
Uh, I spent time learnin' to kill
(rollin)
by the night time our pockets is swollen (swollen)
from dust to dawn we stay posted up in project homes
keep a plastic tone y'all want it bring it
leave right where it's at?
If you could start your life from scratch (What? What?)
Rewind time and still go back (About to kill it)
What
and late night truckers
Old ass bitches try to kill motherfuckers (Ha ha ha ha)
This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more
Then she makes
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven
like many straight trees don't even mix Coke with the Henney
Flow with so many styles ladies open all night like Denys
24 hours party people soakin' in
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
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