Lyrics:
the dishes
But I'm different, I still put 'em on just to show 'em right
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
I keep a milli by my side because
out alive
No more silence, we will not be denied
This is the revolution that will be televised
Home of the stolen, land of the chains
R.I.P George
Niggas be hating kid
Treat it like above the rim
Bro put a cut by his chin
Real Buck 50
Don't fuck with me
My niggas been where you live
Shit get sticky
my live
Wanting something nice
Drivin’ to the bar
To get chics and caviar
That’s my daily routine
My everyday life
I just ordered my martinis
of a one you don't have to pay to stay
Peddling plans to unholy hands which still live holier than you
Lust is a force followed quick by remorse which leave
brother with a tragedy
It's a fallacy almost all of what we see
Most lies we live were birthed by TV
But bring the hook back cuz I wanna hear you scream
and breaks these
Thoughts I can’t shake off maybe
I am what you need
Maybe you are the one that breaks me
Who cuts the chord and shapes these
Fantasies I live
the lime lights
If you sliding huh , better make sure the time right
It can be a live night
Nigga every day a 5 night
the journey and the hope within it grows
If you're lost, you can find your way soon
It's guiding you home, it's lit up by the moon
Shining so bright, reminds us
alive for?
Chosen names forever paved under real people's feet
Are you really dead or choosing not to live?
Cast a light, idolize fairy tale heroes for
the lime lights
If you sliding huh , better make sure the time right
It can be a live night
Nigga every day a 5 night
tight around your life
All I am is a ghost to be
A tainted past that's yet to see.
A sign of life from anyone or anything.
Strike the chord, send me
I do not know what the fuck you want from me
Im Ill sick that bitch fucking masterpiece
I make em say uhhh like
fucking Master P
I dont care top
a quarter P
I make a call, so let me see
They say no risk and no return
Boy you better learn up
People wanna burn
So I'm finna serve up
Must be smokin' sherm
On the scene so live
Thinking about star plans
Coming through city wide
I use to be broke
But now I'm balling with the fame
I started from the bottom
Now I'm
shine bright like my Diamonds
I'm just focused on my finances
This money got a hold on me
Lost too many niggas it's to many R.I.P's
Need y'all boys
worry about it get krunk in my function
See how I'm Michael Jordan slam dunking my function
Oi
She let the cocky get sunk in the junction
Tryna be wise
in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be -G
in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be -G
I'll be that sacrafical dog nigga
Cowboy, Made Men, thug nigga
Specialize through the job nigga
Three hundred and fifity seven degrees Fahrenheit
sent me a peach
ViP ran with the keys
ReMember recording at reach
Reach
Reach
Reach
Reach
All of y'all chasin P but y'all live check by check
Y'all is
Sometimes I wonder when I was blowed on the streets
Anybody wanna step to me, I'mma see how rough they be
In this session, manifesting on my P's and Q's,
P, is not to be stepped upon
And if you think so kid then you're dead wrong
Little, far from big, yo a type small kid
P, I represent the brothers
We just wanna be free
The popo killen us right now
We just wanna be free
You can see it in my eyes all the pain
We just wanna be free
To live out my
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