Lyrics:
died tryin to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin in peace don't even stress that beef
Go head and sleep count
he don't live by the lyrics
Not a real shooter can tell by appearance
Two in the head turn his ass to a spirit
The glizzy and draco I swear that they
up and shushed
Unlike tay-k I beat the case, I lost my dad at ikea we went different ways
Bitch gave me head but couldnt reach the tip, like I said
(nigga, you knew me)
In the ghetto, AP strapped a coke out a supie (whip)
Neck full of Veert pearls, lookin' all boujie (ah)
Greeted my fiends with
ask price
Living life like I lived it twice
In the yams went to live twice
It was real nice
Just not my thing
I like art scenes and big screens
Model
dig the buds of my killa
Rememberin the hot, dolla parties of the cellar
I'm deep, ghetto child of some chocolate, complected
Groovy head to toe,
still can't believe to this day we ain't spliff him
Lil' Jay, why you troll me all over that live? (Word)
Better ask what I did to B-Rose
Can't wait
(Wynn Varble/Shawn Camp/Randy Hardison)
Girl I swear you dang near took my breath
The way you sashayed in this bar all by yourself
You say
they must have been treetop high
Standin yieldin to our boldfaced lie, we all got to die
So all got to try, to live life right
in the sight of most high,
get to my f***in point wit my hollow plan
Hollow bullets I pull it i'm about to live in vain
And then I drill em refill em make sure they feel
cookin up hickory
Dickory dock, my glock tucked by the scrotum
It's Theodore, our chips' all in, you can't hold 'em
'cause the Pips be stinky like Pepi
and
Get you hit in ya face
Second half y'all owe me won't
Fit in the safe
Talkin' money to me is legit a mistake
My next crib I debate
"Should it be in
the hollow man
I get to my fucking point wit my hollow plan
Hollow bullets I pull it I'm about to live in vain
And then I drill em refill em make sure they
the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'.
It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit.
The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's
Why I have my logic.
the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'.
It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit.
The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's
Why I have my logic.
the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'.
It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit.
The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's
Why I have my logic.
of ambition sum shit you can't teach
Like 3 woods in you can tell by my speech
Neva forgot all them days I couldn't eat
You know it's for clyde when I rap
the one to pass by ya with the cash kinda, crass
You still behind that ass in my Pathfinder
Tryin to front like she fond-of, niggaz and ganja
Til I pull
bed
Rubber bands stretchin' on loafs of bread
Money in my pockets, keep bumpin' heads
We don't burn out, we pump trucks instead
Now my bad muthafucka
died tryin' to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin' in peace don't even stress that beef
Go 'head and sleep count
like some kind of
Adventure, some kind of weird joy
Too i guess that experience took
Me someplace in my head
I hadn’t been before to some
Frontier,
the life I live
But it really all depends
If I dream Mercedes Benz
Put a star on my chain
T.R.U.Stars is what I made
Switched up the whole lane
Now I'm
won't touch the ground
And stitch my wings and pull the strings
I bought these dreams that all falls down
Yeah, Shawn
Yeah, yeah
I wanna go far away
I
of a long, hard day, just want to rinse my cares away
I pour myself a cup of life and I head out into the night. Live my life by moonlight
Don't ask me
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