Lyrics:
that I'm a nigga who don't handle biz
We live by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done made a weak, freak move
I break crews goin' chop
the sex appeal
Music for your ears and you can get to feel (Uh huh)
Respected by people in the mainstream
But me and dem don't have the same dream
I'm in
hair with broads and crews
Bitches searching for the gold
But i'm still outside posted in the cold
Life is up and down
Grab you by the throat
Money
throats?
Only wish to breed, I explode into a million seeds
Y'all remember me legendary live eternally
Bury me in pieces cause they fear reincarnation
Raised, in the home, of the brave, and begun
Paving, the way, was embraced, by the slum
Labeled as strange, but his name, will become
Top
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
the blue hoody
Love every nigga in my crew
Let 'em move with me
Real nigga, keep it hundred like two fifties
Had a meeting with the mayor
While on fed papers
me here
So what I look like telling a nigga that I shouldn't be here
Power to the people so the people shouldn't live in fear
And I'll be that raising
how I be drivin'
We killed him, we slimed him, right, we slimed him in that motherfuckin', ooh
I'm by my lonely, probably two guns on me
Yeah, ridin'
by Satan
Then your face was stepped on and
Shaved with the weapons of Jason
Left in the rain til the leprosy sank in
Left to be eaten by featherless
contender
We break him in two
The whole crowd that's what we rely on
Not fame, no rich but the crew is here to carry on
Together we rise our fists, as a lone
It's the consequence for writing in
Booths inviting the truth
I define my life inside of
My borough blinded by proof
That I was meant to do what the
Fuck
looking at the mirror through a face
Never knew we're fighting through another different phase
Never die young live it day by day
Never die young live it
in
Had a daughter already said she was to young to feed another baby
And shit got crazy, then 2 years came and went
Baby's just growin' away, we
Yeah, (yeah man) Yeah!
(cight let's do it man, c'mon) One two and ah
Can I kick it? Well ah, yes you can
Can I kick a hole in the speaker and then
motherfuckers around you
The daps, the hugs, smiles and fake love
Take a look around you, probably got one in your crew
I had one or two, shit had me sick
wit
I'm a tank running in banks and takin' all of it
Player we're flawless, wit nothin' to lose guns bustin'
And brossen niggas y'all can't live
PLANES 2 SEA
Written by Jared Price, All Rights Reserved Koma Toast LLC
INTRO
Yeah Imma make it plane 2 sea
Just a lil story Bout J to the P
Yeah
in it'
They'll dismiss this as some niggas misbehavin'
But I'll never forget the driver of that blue Seville
And live for the day to bust shots in his
bowlin ball paper swirl
Gotta trap it white, baller candy bike
I don't light it though get too high
Stay too low
I live by the code, extra credit mode
playing with the fire
Shocked by the voltage
VS the live wire
Dont look for my retire
Im sharper than a razor blade
Release a song then meditate
The crowd
than a lick of the lips
You ain’t make the right decision, you can live with it, bitch//
Ain't enough room in this town for me
I get vexed, put you dudes
are rats im the snake, cause in the grass imma wait
And I'm surrounded by gorillas true to life killers that will turn your noodle to pasta to run this
On Me
BRILL feat. Keely Ferguson
(Produced by: csar)
(BRILL)
First I get one drink, maybe buy two,
Sip the third drink, fourth one's on you,
Drink
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