Lyrics:
and sharping my knife
Sharpen my knife, I'm taking your life
Boy, you don't want smoke, it's on sight
I'm on sight, I'm on sight
Quickscope with that long and I
Joe
On my life
Stack up my money, invest
I promise i'm not like the rest
4.4.4
You know that's really my name
I never get out my lane
Mercedes
Pull
caah....eeh it's a true life story
Me your boy Mubimbah
Nyimbya nyiike na ssungu
Ono andeese obusungu
Nviiradala kuntono muwulirize
Nsoosootola ka
Blessings by the truckload, specially when that money comes
Some people are placed in your life and it's for a reason
They fairweather friends and every years
there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me
the story teller
Living my life like a dream when I step op om the scene
Got my boys on my team got girls got my dm's
Got 1, 2, 3 bitches backstage
4, 5
the story teller
Living my life like a dream when I step op om the scene
Got my boys on my team got girls got my dm's
Got 1, 2, 3 bitches backstage
4, 5
And i had times in life i been down
Times when we nearly had 100 quid
Times when we never had 100 pounds
Now its 4x4s when the mandem slide
Thats range,
to life of the ice in your chains and your watches
And you'll see how wo lock this
Chorus
Verse Four: The Notorious B.I.G.
Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Top shelf sipping, big four whipping
If I see cops I'm dipping
I'm a boy, I'm a boss, everybody knows that
One brother in the front, three brothers
ride round
Fuck a four boy, I got a five pound
Chief Keef with the sweep, shit get deeper
Track like Chi-Town
Nine shots, ten shots, we can get down
[Liffy Stokes]
The stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
I'm 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4
Then overtaken by my nightmare
At 4.30 on the daily when I wake up
Grinding to get my cake up
But I'm quickly losing interest in the need
For chasing
that hell was in store
Sign a dotted line and give a man a gun
Don't worry boys, you'll all be home by christmas
But little by little the lights
Grindin' hard, paper stackin' tryna follow the plan
Pullin', gloss and steams chasin' million dollar dreams
Livin' the thug life I get it by any means
Force calm the ?sere? plus a pack of the ?dunga dun? laced with
Toothpaste
Life ain't to be gambled son, you could get trampled
By people that act
here and pop off real quick
Yo, I gotta get that guap by any means
You know what I'm sayin', son?
Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit
I thought that
Its Bad Boy bitch
Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G.
Let's go
Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions
Strictly gun testing, coke measuring
You'll miss the blaze and glory of the 4th of July fireworks
The taste of Captain Crunch
If you're a boy, you'll miss the feeling the first time you
hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin' in work
(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads
Verse 2: Baby
despite it being deadly
My biggest worry is whenever my stomach is empty
And by biggest fear an MIP
Or taking too many shots and ending up on an IV
What you see in the movie clips, we live it
'Cause we about that life
We about that life
We about that life
We about that
We about that, yea
Ay PG, I
Yeah, let's go
You can't kick me out I'm the life of the party
Just turned 4AM and we just getting started
We're going all put we aint going
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