Lyrics:
or stuck in a cell
It's up to you not Jesus if your life is heaven or hell
cnd I found Jesus in the Dallas County Jail
20 quid haircut,
and Billy strut from lads stuck in a rut,
But we get by.
You're all that's on my mind,
When pints in the Killer or the Flowing Tide,
your lies stop
Hate for, what you hate for
Thats what we skate for
Break boards
Like we Tre Moore
This you ain't made for
Get out my way foo
Get the fuck
ain't ate
And you still gon' call or text when I be out late
A superhero in my eyes, get this lady a cape
And Darryl, we been through shit but much
out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
Soon as I get home
Since you've been gone
My whole life's been like a game of see-Low
'Stead of treated, we get tricked
'Stead of kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggas
Locked down in
'Stead of treated, we get tricked
'Stead of kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggas
Locked down in
i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by
Fuck it you played on a nigga top
Takin’ chances wit plays I ain’t never stop (You got that)
I was scratchin’ my head tryina’ get a drop (Huh)
Niggas
off the top and represent my dog
DJ Screw you know that I miss you mayn, so every chance I get I gotta mob
Never thought I'd be doing this song, but
life
[Chorus]
Rise up, my dear, and let's raise some hell
We'll break free from the chains, and let our spirits swell
We'll rise up, and take back
life," and, "Papa pass the MAC"
I'm bustin' on these motherfuckers ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini fourteen callin'
From out the window of my drop
Deep in this hell I built a palace
Found peace between the madness
Rage from 6 way down to Dallas
I ride out with the Mavericks
From the sticks who
I did, I know it'd triple all my sales
And that's the fucked up part about this life
Don't nobody wanna see you do good
'til you goin' through hell
Live and learn as the world turns
We emerge up out the smoke
Watch the world burn
Through Hell n Back inhale the tack
Forever high
Cause life is but
she sent me, and I cried for weeks
This what came out when I tried to speak - all I heard was
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me
I move for 'self, only me and my steel
Cause shit is real and leary niggas will rat you out
Get under pressure by the jakes when they smack 'em out
they heard a marvelous cry!
Rattling my tonsils I'm staring at who's responsible
For smacking me on the Ass, get a pass we in the hospital
Fresh out
pushed me out her womb, told me, "Nigga, get paid!"
No one can understand me, the black sheep
Outcasted from my family, now packin' heat
I run
the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We
on Cassidy and
A scuffle breaks out between
The entourages and delays the battle
For just over five minutes
You get ya jammed up, I got my blue bands up
I'll
the life of a hustler, high 'til I die
Meeting bitches, getting riches, miss me with lies
Picture me living out my life as a busta
I'd rather pop out
critique
Look at me nigga, just a young hood nigga tryna get this cake
I don't need to be givin' out how school gon' educate
Filet mignon for my food stamps
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
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