Lyrics:
out of that poverty
Profitin' off of coppin' and swappin' that property out for a possible monopoly
Try not to adopt my father's old philosophies
Who rule - matter of fact, theres a big chance
That you can be shamelessly used again and again
As a cash cow, until you’re done out here, my friend,
started fighting, punching, scratching, and biting
When we fell on the bed, check this shit
All kinds of crazy shit was goin through my head
So I ran
target in the gullet
Snap back, crack, collapse, fall hard to the sand
I approach him by the ocean, body motionlessly chokin'
As I look down, his head
body in the trunk
Car got totaled up now I'm folded up
48 hours now a nigga walking out
Hit the button on them keys just to pop the trunk of my ride
of time
I don't remember much, cause my brain always fried
Take the meds to the face, now my head on
a spiral
Leave a nigga brain on a wall like a vinyl
I
to your head, just drop it
Shawty know I'm already ahead, I got it
Posted by the wheel, got my head on about it
Big Borderlands, but I went on about it
When
to a friend
As God forgive me, but it's just in my spirit of sin
And I ain't never had shit, livin' life on the edge
And sleepin' with my 357 right by my head
live it
Shut your mouth before I f*** it
How are my jokes? They will love it
If I'm seen on the scene with my slim cut jeans,
More than likely I am
D. Major baby
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in
Dirty soda, LEGO Yoda
Tropicana sipping
Out here on the freeway driving by the interchange
If you know me then you know that my vibes are the great escape
We own the hood (For real though)
And we live by it, die by it then ya heard me
I got crib in Florida, and I don't even stay there
Been bought
Now I'm sittin' here crying by myself
Wishin' that I never met you oh god please help
Way too much goin' on
Way too much goin' on right now
Trying
the Glock in the converter and it turn into a rifle
Gunpowder in my dreads, I'm smokin' paper out the Bible
I convert to Jewish shit and convertible,
and it came with a sword
I sent all my ops to the morgue and the lord
I drink my ops with a seal,
Crack it and pour it
Purple oozing out my poors
Stealing
painkillers Yellin out swan for sure
7-7-9, hit him up and let him fry I'm still that same nigga
Quit up my fye, take a nigga shit I'm goin' up, still hitin
on the night-time train
Singing my life is easy
I said my life is easy
Easy come by
I said my life was easy
I said my life was easy
Easy come by, come by yeah
Well
and dippin'
Look at all my homeboys trippin'
They'll knock you out, one punch like the champ
Goin' to jail is like summer camp
We shake hands one day, kill
about that in another rap
My words have meaning it ain't crap
We ain't gon' sleep or take naps
Me and Johnny we head across the map
"You can't rap you
want the whole pot
I'm droppin money like a fiend
At the dope spot
Cash me out
Mutha fucka get paid
The sun's goin down and we cruisin on the freeway
I'm
a script, where's the meds? Back to y'all, where's the bed?
When I'm 'round the hoes, my favorite question always, "Where's the head?"
I can't go in public
to the top
Not stopping to catch my breath, the stench of rappers left to rot
Ain't goin' out like that, don't ever be doubting that fact
Thought I was washed?
[Chorus]
Gangsta from my head to my shoes*
So goddamn clean I'm giving haters the blues
Ain't too many players that played the game like I do
I'm
moment
Or it's gon' be over
Them people gon' judge you
Wherever you goin
So
I be livin' how I wanna
You should be doing the same
I learned to pave my own
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