Lyrics:
to the soul
Rock n them rolling
Lock and I'm loaded
I'm fighting all the lows n
All she gonna know is guns and roses
Ahhhhhhh Yahhhhhh
Ahhhh yah e yah e yah e
feel like they been sacked by tuck
My n****z dont give a middle finger up
It's all fair love in war where we come from
I made it love it or hate it
Bricks
All my n****s flippin' chips
Gettin' rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ?
With no warning signs
the summer up
It's just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked though
If you don't like what I'm doing, n**** f*** y'all
Thank God for the first n
get outta line with me
Or it's a drive-by
My nigga Blow gon' sponsor the ride wit' me
Y'all saw the movie Venom, right?
Well despite a man (Spider Man)
dem life and di street wisdom
Some ah dem chat fi di money, some chat fi pum pum
Some ah chat righteousness but dem ah live by di gun
Well I man ah
where I from n**** even killas get killed
Just the life boy, the bigger the n**** the bigger the bullet
But at the end of the day its all about that
Life’s not so smooth
Is not a bed of roses
Full of ups and downs
With guns and roses
Hope for the best
and live for the worst
In everything you
If You got guns (Yeah)
We pull tech's (What)
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest (N****)
It's all out war (Uh huh)
Who got next? (Unlawful)
seas
I'm pimpin' this gat
Watch me hidy flice these hoes
Leave em short changed
Take they fame and roll
Wacth em all fall to tha flo'
It's a t-k-o
trusted you to
But love is a lie n trust is a fool
I'm justified i ain't got nothin' to prove
Kuz
roses are red but tha money is blue
So it ain't nun
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh
K-TLEM TLEM Records A.N.D.A. WORLD Puff
21 Gun Salute (Don’t shoot) Guess who’s in the buildin’
It’s what it is YEAH
21
the cookies by the pound n**ga
Smoke the gas by the ounce n**ga (yeah)
Roll it up and burn it down n**ga (yee)
I'm getting head on a private flight (suck it up)
one more notch on his gun
And when he turned to go
The beautiful maiden knelt down
Where her dead sweetheart lay
And on his breast placed a rose
Overdosing off the dope
Comatosin' on the low
Keep my hands on some coke
Like guns n' roses, rock n' roll
The guns we tote is not for show
Welcome
it's all champs
And if y'all want to stop fire, open up a 'dant
[Chorus x 2]
Bet'cha n****s always wonder
Why Drag always spit fire?
Why y'all
Yeah, yeah what y'all wanna do?
What y'all wanna do? C-l, ip, s-e, n-e-r-d
What y'all wanna do?
My coke money's in cleaners
Give it a fresh rinse
the fuck is the bitches?
They pulled up to the crib, bitch I ain't given you children
See when all is said and done, know that a nigga had made it
I rose
the choice was never mine
If it was would be through by now
But I'm still here somehow
Stand up and take a bow
It all stops when the penny drops
Living ghoul,
Yeah it's goodbye golden rose
Well the captain who swears if he speaks it all, wears a gun
Got a first mate who's never quite on the ball for a son
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
my N** every location we lock it
If your family say the word
We let it pop by the end of the week
We at your site giving you your Flowers
Since you
Distanced myself and I'm feeling incredible
Imma need A million by the nightfall
I could just Stuff it in A white wall
Bitch I come clean like lysol
N
sent ‘em
But guess what y'all? That's my actual face sir. What?
cnd it's glowing slime green like my tactical laser [Tactical laser]
I made it all
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