Lyrics:
need a pick me up I need a fix
I know I'm tired of this bullshit I'm losing it
Longing for my father for advice
But the man deceased
May he rest in peace
murder is murder by any name
An young man loses his only job
To proud to hustle, too honest to rob
He goes to tell his family an his wife
But an argument
murder is murder by any name
An young man loses his only job
To proud to hustle, too honest to rob
He goes to tell his family an his wife
But an argument
that he can take it away at any given moment
But, nah I can tell by the fact that I'm still here thats he's got an even bigger purpose for me
I'll be
is Mary-Ann now
He's more confident to live his plan now (talking to the world's gonna bring you down)
But the family in disbelief this time (talking
like they represent the youth
I double up the tints, they got me blacking out the coupe
And nothing was the same since my Fire in the Booth
Shit, look
was my birthday
Nobody knew
Catch a tigger by the toe
And even if he holler
I still won't let him go
Until he choose, an eeny, meeny, miny, hoe
You
dream
They do
Glad I'm still not
What world?
I create when I dream, in my life when I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
puttin' drug paraphernalia in my casket
A spliff, a picture of me still livin and a bullet from a Magnum
Man I feel bad for my family, but in death it's
Love the way that you love my sounds
But I'm still try'na break new ground
Feels like I could blow out a fire with one breath
Look at the sky in
in a cage of innocence
Or is there more
Will we fight
By living life
The way we swore we always would
I swear to you my friend
Not a single person in
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose or guns
Covid fucked up business, families running outta funds
Bodies of Native
by a big black woman with a beer mug
Thoughts and prayers to the fire burning in my chests
Fuck your requests, you're the barbaric causing the unrest
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith
A descendant of Abram
louder as the years go by
Days get longer and he starts to drink
spews his stomach in the kitchen sink
Tells his children they should have respect
fine, dear
Darkness covers her eyes
Secrets
Will he discover it
Roses, the smell of gasoline and voices crying for help
Fire, the memories turning into
i'm a lighter lit in fact i'm all igniter
A life can be inspired but still filled with frying pan to fryer
I say a fighter's overrated my dad tobacco
why
You see me workin' on 9 till the 5
For my family I'am on fire
Quarterback Ready
I'm gonna touchdown dreaming of a Patek
Covered in Dior I cannot
Jesus ain’t save him,
Betrayed by his father, still feels the blade on his face,
Case worker came that day, he ran away and became,
Life’s truant, pop
Jesus ain’t save him,
Betrayed by his father, still feels the blade on his face,
Case worker came that day, he ran away and became,
Life’s truant, pop
on too
Make sure you go get that YG Still Brazy
We came through the trenches
Ask YG when he was 23 he was
Givin' me Glocks like it was water
Let me
shit
Gone inside but see my face and I'm still geekin
Bat What's a man without his demons?
That's what we call a demon
He got scales on his flesh, in
Discuss these hes still in the fire by the speer family Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In