Lyrics:
gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your background
I used to run up in your crib with shit that go 'blaka
Nigga tryna brick my squad like I'm
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your town
Plain Jane roley, on my neck its a bust down
I used to go bust down, the same clothes for three days
Now I'm taking trips out the country up
of getting richer
Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture
I was with some wild niggas put me on the game
Told me if you tryin' to make
your head above the water
Say, one day things must get better, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
your head above the water
Say, one day things must get better, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
really respect you
For not strangling all the press that press you
I would go insane and just stay in my bedroom
We're gonna show up to your house
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
way you can offend me
Prayin' for my nigga
He a third-time offender
We got money just sittin'
Best lawyers in the business
Even if it go left
We ain't
never be okay, you know that hurts to fucking say
But it just has to be that way, it just has to be that way
I let it go inside my body 'til I can't I
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
I will rejoice in your fall from grace
A cane to the sky, like, "None shall pass"
Fly me up high... None shall
(Skolo, it's your turn)
(D-Roc)
Phantom comin' out bigger than a lie
Fuck these niggas, I'm gettin' richer, I can't find no time
Down that
none get
But when you turn your back na your matter them dey share
Go tell all that fake friends abeg make them go to hell
Never gonna forget
All
the work to hear you say (don't go, don't go)
Misery missing your company (don't go, don't go)
See 'em pulling at you that way (don't go)
Ooh, if this is
to make, like A-C or the drop
Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke
Watch your circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't
to make, like A-C or the drop
Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke
Watch your circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't
Hopeful days, they floating my way, got a
Long road waiting, yours for the taking
You could always come home. You could always come home
They miss me
Boat time
Ice on my wrist got you thinkin' it's cold time
Dunk on that bitch make you lean on your shoulder
Tripled my views now you thinkin' it's
working so they call me mister
Going through the pain made me stronger than back then, but also I got a lot richer
I go by DaFlame, but the struggle turned
and oxlade
Dem go come my room, run out like it's. dogchase
Give the Pekus and get money, like it's a purchase
I just wonna get RICH richer and richer
So when
wanted and I have it
I made the game I don't play by the rules
Stupid Bitch I ain't even go to school
I just be robbing and playing it cool
Watch out
time,
Living by the Nile while the water flows
I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go
Brothers getting shot, coming back resurrected
It's
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