Lyrics:
to pave my way
Seal it in I'm great nigga I'll remain blessed
What y'all be on
Hope y'all not for real
Life is at an auction what is cost of the times we
Me and Juan goin' half on them pills
(Let's do it)
We got pull with the strap in the whip (Yeah)
That's when Tommy got snatched, it was real
(That be
lights out, she forgot to pay the light bill (bitch)
I could be old and grey, it's on sight still (the fuck)
He ain't met a bitch that can break my bed,
, she be smoking on gas for real. Red rubies dancing on me looking like some red blood. Had to do some drive-bys take snap put on my lap. Turn back had
, real real
I'm standing up like I rock it
I'm ready to blow and I ain't got to cock it
I got you wetter than ever
I'mma do it to ya begging me to stop
been waiting for the phone to ring,
I check constantly, but it was all a dream
I never thought you could be so mean!
Tired of the waiting, so it's time
(ooh)
She said Ceretto Moscato
Drillin', I'm all at her mouth wit' it
I bust a nut and she swallowed
Put TYB on my resume
Keep it real, boy, don't
I’m not tryna be your girl
I’m just tryna rock ya world
For the night maybe a couple more
Sit by your phone and just wait for it
I walk into the room
to roll
Regardless the condition
To be a trill nigga
And don't concern with being a real nigga
Just focused on making it happen for my crew nigga
What it
the trap...In the field
In the garden...In the field
In the trap…shit get real
Yeah...
Shit be so real in the field,
Shit be so real in the field...
Nah I don’t
do anything
It's run by us
Now i keep the call connected on incredible sounds
Wanna call me call collect
To get the best for your pound
It's a maniacal
better if you grew up hanging with us
Man, it's embarrassing to say I ever called you my homie
Now we posting pictures with you covered by that mice emoji
put Zaza in my Backwood, ain't no passing on my face it
Keep it real don't tell no lies to me cause I can't take it
Hop out with them Choppas bullets
This perky bussin got me lit huh
And bro just bussed open the zip huh huh
I can't stop running through this shit huh huh
It's always more money to get
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
it
They goin' swear they love you just to try and see
If they can control who you tryna to be
I don't want your love, if your love ain't free
I be
It is easy just to find me, I'll be rollin' with my crew
You should believe me, because it's all for you
It's all for, it's all for you
It's all for,
But still, it gave me hope
That we'll get through it together, a severed earlobe
Mailed to you in an E-N-V-E lope
Would be dope, but
What kind
that pain
Until it's good I'm staying out the way
Arguing just hurts my brain
I kept it real while dummies changed
They picking up dem books well dis
we be movin too fast
They stare when we pass
Ride or die
Live fast and die high
All I could see is jealousy
But I'm blinded by some ecstasy
Seen it all
Sometimes
It takes a lot of pain to be shown to the light now I'm ready for the fight yo
It's true
I trust in what I do but I never realise why
'Cause like them you gonna be history
Trunk music
Shit, you can bump to it
Pull a little umph to it
Try me one time and you can't undo it
No such
'Cause it don't mean nothing
I done did a whole lot and I got my own
I can teach you some thing
I'm not impressed by those things
'Cause I ain't
saved our life
Kept it real through the drama
We still brothers now
Who'd a thought
When we met up at extra large
Would have meant
We'd be next in
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