Lyrics:
Ghetto boys
Die by twenty-five
Or catch a quick three-to-five
From a young white Canadian
Wannabe G’s perspective
Baby baby
Reminiscin’ back
To when
hard to get by
And that's why, when you're young in the streets
You gotta live and let die
Some say this ain't the life to choose
Rage is
checking out the action
On the benches we drinkin' X's
Yo, twirl that shit, while I spark this
Chocolate, burn it down like an arsonist
Pull out the miz
Told the plug, hand me that ten strip
Load up the bud like I said a whole lot
Bon app the fire almost burn down the spot
Rollin' on the molly in
Thirty round drum like I'm in the service
I red-up the stash and I go and serve it
You n***** funny, you look like a circus
In love with my girl I'm a buy
Reliable blades, rap rabbi, double chop ribeye
Live from Roppongi, you punk motherfuckers, (my) chain
Dangle like a bungee cord, whores fall to my feet
FaceTime unless it's coming from Ify
I was stallin to get it but now We on it for real
I get it how i live it - like the song with Pharrell
You don't see
she smashed bros like Mario
She see money get excited
She see white girl get excited
We see right through you
That's right bitch
Think you fuckin
routine
That's how we live
Sejo y Prada con Yazid es la guinda del pastel
Me pasé por el Top10 y menudo desorden
Estamos para joder
No te voy a mentir
De
to adjust them
Morals guide me, so respect my compass
Like to think that I try my best
But if I can't make that work
An injustice
A disservice
Dereliction
her father
I'm wit a white ho
Shirley
I got her walking like that girl from Jersey uh
In the morning trapping early
They call me Steph, 'cause I keep
blessed out
Treat my girl like treasure, I done marked my spot, its x'd out
Prince of Belair and it got me feeling fresh now
Thankyou mom and dad, you done
whip chrome
In my mid 20's, that's what I sit on
Girls grab my pants like" Damn
Boy yo sh- long" you need to caress it
I ain't even stressin'
Before you
like that
Oh you think the bounce left me?
When the drums hit the floor, have it sound messy
My wallet's too full and it's all twenties cause I never
like my queen
Race her to the spot like lightning Mcqueen
Even if I'm fasting I still shoot like Kareem
She my side piece so she stand by me
to the chest
Ten to the neck, just incase you wearin a vest
And that's the whole sixteen coppin in safeen
Motherfucker when you see Tah
Bet I'm holdin
I want the yen in the envelope, cookies from the girl scout
Them is whipped, spread wings, bring them furs out
Chew my food, spit it out into
comes up, then this goes down
I said that shit ten toes down, I stand my ground
Then threw all the kids out the house, girl I ain't playing around
All
ways niggas shine
A couple times and forget that it rains i
Don't really give a
Fuck courtesy of the drank
Hustle hard then deposit
Like I live in
by the day
It's a slippery slope unless
We have our say
Slash the champagne-budget
Put their party on ice;
Stop treating lives like
A roll
I was moving on my light shit[00:10.95]But that wont get you nowhere in this life bitch[00:12.81]Fuck it, proceed with caution cause I bite
of our lives
It's how we survive
How we stay alive
By leaning on one other
We're brothers from another mother
Don't ever leave your brother behind
I’m a Cleveland nigga
Kush from L.A
Got the trap spot jumping
Like it’s Kid and play
I hustle every single day
That i wake
Eating good nigga
$70 For
your time is up
Now you turning twenty five, they treat you like you died or something
You're grinding, what was them ten thousand hours for, you tired
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