Lyrics:
Hoedatsvenoaye
I’ve been going through it lately
I can’t let that shit break me
I swear the hard times made me yeah
The hard times made me
I can’t
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
got money, ain't got time
Fuck it, just say this shit
You and me
Gon' live together in this perfect harmony (I hear 'em callin')
I can hear 'em
said a prayer,
We knew his chance to live was all in vain.
He opened up his big blue eyes ans smiled thro' flowing tears,
These last few words then
kill?
No need to pretend 'cause this shit is real
Don't be blinded by the red and blue lights
It's time to ride, it's time to rise up
Pay attention
can't let the kid be young and rich, they fill me with distractions
There's a whole lot of distractions, but I ain't gettin' distracted
And I live by what
Nothing without my team
Living life issa dream
Never stopping once no brakes that's in between
These hard times
These hard times ooooh I
Nothing
Lot of money in the bank account, cash in hand bout the same amount
Grinding hard so it aint a doubt, got me throwing bands like a paper route
live channel number 2
My momma told me sideways
I would have to get outside find my place
My momma shares my migraines
Look too hard at me might get
walked every mile in my shoes
I do concrete on the side, I'm a hard workin man
I play music in my spare time, with the MooseKnucklyZ Band
And I like my
vibes, it's still live
Catch your op goin' live and let 'em watch him lose his life in real time
Real LOX baby, Ruff Ryders plus the Terror Squad,
along the way
It's been a long, hard haul on the motorway
But if it gets too smooth it's time to call it a day
(On the road)
The bed
bands on it
Like bands
Fuck all the tryna look cool
Just dance
Lil moma caramel but she really look tan
I done did the chasing but I aint never ran
Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time
I
boy!
Last fuckin' time I'm gonna talk to you you hard-headed motherfucker
Come on daddy?
I didn't mean nothin' by it
But when it come to, fuckin'
When we're going six feet under the ground
And by that time all you live for is really gonna count
When you're on that podium, ain't no fucking around
a Margarita, it's hard to read ya
I'm drunk as uncles get, sippin' that barley by the liter
Smokin' so hard, don't even dry the weed up
Soldier by any means,
as uncles get, sippin that barley by the liter
Smokin' so hard don't even dry the weed up
Soldier by any means, so many stripes that I don't buy Adidas
Hook-
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
crew get the news (read)
I still can't remember the last time I didn't watch the news (live)
I remember sittin at home watchin Blues Clues
When I tell
By the time that I was fifteen my wrist was light blue
I do not expect you to like what I do
Fifteen
Fifteen
By the time that I was fifteen my wrist
Hop in the whip
Oh
My diamond gone shine
Out the blue
The meter is racing the fast way
I had to slaughter the roof
I had to get it the hard way
Scars
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