Lyrics:
Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is
Venice boardwalk, to watch the choppers of v
From South Bay to Pasadena, yo we back on the scene
From 110, 10 405 to 5 my 9 to 5
Makin' it live
new bars
Influenced by many but I'm a whole new star, yeah
There's levels to this but I'm a whole new floor
They talkin' keys to success but I'm
Good evening, I'm Good Sun, Asiatic God Allah
And I'm from a small city called Saluda
In a small state of South Carolina
In a zip code full of guns
a clown show
Witches in the st. bernard projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad cause niggaz claimin 3rd ward
9th ward and niggaz claimin 10th ward
All my
of sprays put hundred
Into that water swim then original sling tyedye
Drowns sink of corn that colours blue with not
Ever light reflection bottle goes oz
spread cheeks (Ah-ha)
I gotta keep the raid on me can't let these roaches bite me
Yeah that's my style shit so original
He say he the boss but his moves so
would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back
would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back
would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back
the ghetto
Reminds me of the days
I would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better
of dirtbagz down to ride
Born and bred in the south
And we live or die, 'Bama
See The Lacs Live get tickets as low as $44
We some low down dirty boys
From
billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die
it by Bob Dylan on a live thing, which is the opposite. It was very, very fast. And I thought, Well, how else can we do it? And I started messing
Compton and the bootys on the westside
Used to live in the eastside but we chose the bestside
Had it kinda rough but that only made us tough
We don't
Drenched in the game I’m soaking
Chosen by Odin floating through the atmosphere smoking
Gems and rubies
Tim’s and Louis
9 double M’s and Uzi’s
Live
[DO OR DIE]
I'm holdin' my 9
Fillin' the clip with Teflon Tips, so
When I pull the trigger
It's penetratin' shit
I grab my gat and pull
Facts
The beat go dump got whiplash
Get Gutta be sober (facts)
That big boy is dope and that flow be on and perkaset (big facts)
The south on my
Matter fact shawty say she like my tattoos
I don't smile, South side Baton Rouge
Had it wild coming up
Didn't happen over night
Took a while coming up
So
thirty-nine is your shoe size
Dip your toes, leave your woes, and don't forget the room key
We ain't got to stay in the midtown
We can get away, maybe go south
I got crack, she like
And I live like a punk
And I'm off on the shrooms
Uh, leave a dead man drunk
Now I'm off on the za
Big cooler, shoot up
gossip
Stick to Akademiks for the latest hot topics
Authenticity
No one cares
You live and die by your likes
And fuckin' shares
Secret niggas hidden colors
a born, knawmean?
Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection
It's a blessing
Clock tower
Clock tower
Clock tower
Clock tower
9-5 offspring
A New York scene
Golden Age S-Land
By the clock tower
Gotta get it fuck slavin' by
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