Lyrics:
Who'd thought that would be the site
Where he and his family died
The street is like a graveyard
Tombstones lurching over us
Those shouting out to their
they start
Hide they hand and they Part
While we barely making a living
Gary, Fathered, Lil, D
Rest in peace, ain't make it home
Laid down his life
years out of college
And I always thought, oh
What? No, it sounds stupid
Aw, come on!
When I was little I thought I would be
What? A big comedian
Ima hot nigga like I'm Bobby
Got the section jumpin like ah Ollie
Float like ah butterfly sting like ah bee
Wham knock me out this shit hit like it's
hop grew out of absence and filling space with the bap of the snare and the boom of the bass.
You don't know you're history but think you're gonna flip
I'm so present in the moment it's like Christmas everyday of my life
No one told that to get here takes lives
So yeah I'm working hard, and yeah I'm
& get shot by the old young nigga
Fuck makin movies they pointin at pictures
Turn off my phone when I'm using the clicker
Time runnin out like ya life
connoisseur
Bust it open and I smell flavor
He spend it when he get it
I can tell he never felt paper
My young niggas out they top
They be out here wild
I be
spit that shit, nigga get some
Yo, It's like David against Goliath
Ghostbusters verses Bowzer
Gary Coleman battlin' Fat Albert
You could be tall
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
life
But when you out here thuggin
You gotta pay the price
Where I'm from
They don't wanna see you make it
When you finally make it
They don't say
cut that I produced deserves peroxide
People tried to bring me down but I got pride
So I keep my head up like I'm tryna catch a pop fly
If Pac cried it
taught if your CD's on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no fire department
So you might not hear sirens at all
But don't be
don't trust none of them niggas, my eye Fetty on it
Had to push through had to thug it I kept dumbing on em'
Had to wild out with the Cannon, I kept
true business men
Talkin about it, by the way
B, what we doin' this week on SoundScan?
If I ain't in Japan, I'm in the Valley (Valley)
Or maybe next
You can see it in the weather
Out of tune with mama nature
What you do comes back to you
we're not alone
We're not alone
We're not alone
We're not
the noodles out him
Spooky-ass Glock got a body
Spark the voodoo out him
He had that tough tone in his heart
Until we blew it out him
Driving through
can't eat
I'm in too deep
It's a high fall running into a brick wall all by yourself
But I know what will help
That used to rock this boy asleep now
to cut em off
They wasn't on the same path
They always cried, stop being soft
Used to carry rap shit with my homies now it's just me
I can't give a bitch
the return
I'm on a spiritual high, smoke that lyrical lime
My cutties keep vanilla shit in the sky
Even if it's laced, I roll piff to get by
The burner
[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
Guerilla Maab one deep, and I represent it forever
Them other two bitchmade niggas got cut their tires got severed
I'm all alone, bring it
hear them vent
I cop some opiates to help me cope with this, they cut the ropes
Won't miss an open invitation out now
Ashes-covered
Cut her off, she was running her mouth
Keep them folks out our business
They don't know nothing 'bout
Don't spit game I just pull my dick out
If she
you know yo coochie stank, you need some water and some soap
Mama kicked me out the house cause I was selling grams of dope
Luh Gary , I feel like
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