Lyrics:
Let a nigga talk shit then he get ran down
Bitch this glock twenty-three bringing all of them rounds
Ion cop it by the zip I buy the god damn pound
barefoot on the grass
Pipe in my hand cuz I'm smoking on gas
Take a big rip lay back and relax
Life gets by with a medical pass
Walk outside barefoot
and I'm working for Dollars, Madiba's I'm trynna get racks
Kasi to city we move for the bag
I got the S on my chest and a cape on my Back man you know why
up like a nosebleed
Brand new car came with no keys
Aye, Aye, I'm tryna get rich by today
I grind like a nigga that skate
I know they gone hate
Bad
all that I got
I will not be forgotten
From all the shame that you brought
Tell me why
I just woke up by some other shit today
DND
They be blowing my
night
Now i need me one on the side
I made a final decision
Made up my mind that im quitin
I block yo number from callin
When you hit my line ion get
to party
Depressed, ready to party (Watch how we get up)
Ready to party
Depressed, ready to party (Watch how we get up)
Up
(Ready to party)
Up
(Depressed,
the day that I die ('til I-)
I need to get sucked 'til I'm finished
I need to save up and get bucks cause I hate how I'm living
No Kodak, I know I'm
they dying
Run up & get done up you can't fuck with none of mines
I just told my niggas grab them choppas let's go sliding
Niggas always capping they be
We're all going down the pub, come on, get your tracksuits on
Come on, fukin' get movin'
Fukin' why you so slow, clart?
Aww, fukin' hell, my bollocks
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
sixty
Gimme the mic an I'ma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
'cause when he do, that's when he kiss dee
Titles go by
Imma never give up...I could never ever ever give up
With the world on my shoulders
Thought my life was over, but I didn’t give up
Imma never give
Imma never give up... I could never ever ever give up
With the world on my shoulders
Thought my life was over, but I didn’t give up
Imma never give
This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city
up niggas
Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all minks
Don't play with my wave
Know what, let 'em all sink
I don't
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope release
Like a Dove Bar freshly dipped
So you can hook and sling and slip
so wrong so wrong
Y'all too wrapped up in the bullshit and bias
Now reality TV talks about pulpits and choirs
Some of these hoes give less than
so wrong so wrong
Y'all too wrapped up in the bullshit and bias
Now reality TV talks about pulpits and choirs
Some of these hoes give less than
You how it goes down in litty city
c motherfucker got his turnt fingers up as we get into this next mother-fucking track by Ghost Insight. It's
it is
Regress another time
I see now the goals of another
I see now how much I can cover
Lift my eyes up from the page
Write it a hundred days...
Get
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