Lyrics:
methamphetamines over the Columbia
Dropped more acid than those kids at Coachella
Smoked a whole lot of weed with the fellas
One time PCP had me fighting with
us in position
To make millions and keep building
And change these children's lives
Where we from we done seen too many die
We avoid all the lows by
kids
Being high is the only way that I thought I could live (That's what I thought man)
I've been through trials and tribulations and I'm still standing
I stronger when I fight
I'm trying to get mine
And how you judge me
By knowing the life that I live by
You need to think twice
I gotta go live life
Live by the gun, die by the gun
Egal, wer vor mir steht, ich senke sein Bodyweight
Stepp' aus Zigarrennebel, reine Dominanz
Hör' sie reden, doch sie
homeless and walking
Around uptown stealing shit when
She was 17 she got knocked up by a black
Dude she used to mess around
With and had to give
The kid up
Shawty wanna lay by me
We live in a world full of evil
One reason I stick by my people
I told you I got me a plan, this for the fam
Run it up 'till we
But it's all for myself
Then it read, "KB, this time it's real, homie I can't live"
It was in all caps
But I knew he had no caps on his gun or his
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
To live and die, laugh and cry
Everybody knows shit happens, but nobody knows why
And they don't even try to learn
By letting the five Percent teach
how we live as a kid
Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends (x2)
[Verse 2-Telly Mac]
(Its just the street life)
We breakin' out no matter what
The street kid deals with the dealer
And he's always watchin' his back
Me, I'm watchin' a line, with a woman of mine
Down by the creek bank shack
Give me
up the stairs as one again to decimate the stage
Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight
Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city
the box is clean
I miss my kids and even though they live right up the street
It's killing me
My phone rings for what seems like hours
And when they ask
them point lessons like
How to move in the woods
Not to live by the book
Not to take a second look
When I’m gone, it’s for good
It’s for good
If I’m
lookin
Cause I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn
That grows in Brooklyn
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin
"Hey baby.." ->
Hopping the fence, I'm going from a kid to a king
CHORUS
Don't run away when the rain falls down , I'm
Trynna live like I could die right now, I
Look in
could better see the street
He always naps at one o’clock - but today he didn’t sleep
He spent the afternoon by the telephone - so he could answer when
UnUnited
I see division where we live
Hate in our kids
Tell me where do I begin
cre we really united?
I'm driving wondering what type of fears
Yea yea
Yea yea, yea yea
Uh uh
Run it up
I got the money in sight
I got some demons that live in my head
I got some demons that slide in
picked up washing floors, so his family could eat
All was well until he ran into some punk kids in the street
They were bored and they were drunk. They
and imma dumb nigga
I still be in these street
I had to put on all my young niggas
I leave I got a gun wit em
Couple pounds of runtz wit em
Gelato cake n
all of me
Freedom, my kids man, that's all I need
Gotta be here so they can call on me
Pray my niggas get up out these streets
No, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh,
kids live this life I'm making something I can leave em
I lost hope back then when I was stuck up in the deep end
How the fuck imma make it out I was way
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