Lyrics:
It's hard to sleep these days
The sounds of all the screams keep me awake
Love is gone, love is gone
We bend until we break, stand by and watch us
parents live in fear
I just wanna make it clear
My influence run deep like the ocean
Don't get it fucked up
Been away from home
Been away from home
just hopped in ride
Dropped it in drive
Ridding threw the city like when pac was alive
I can abide by your rules I can provide
Loving and care with
bags
Ima fill em with lots of cash
Gotta get what I never had
Yeah I'm a star and I know it
I ain't letting up off this gas
Can't take my foot off they
the city's dream
Those endless stories, they live like the city
Brought to life by hearts unfolding
In front of your eyes, it lives like the city
Dreams
and smoke I see us head back to before
History repeats itself by now it has become a bore
So if I can see what's coming up tomorrow
Why does living for today
(Keep that Paryo)
Yeah
Cheese, paper (Yeah) stack it on my plate, then I save it for later (Yeah)
I got all the green, wanna roll up a paper (Yeah)
I
Ayo it's war on the street, blood on the cobblestone
I leave 'em buried alive, just like a fossil bone
Body bags line the streets, reporters
proposition to the opposition
Is get down and lay down or pop up missin'
George Kush, when it's war, I'm firin'
Money on your head, nigga, change your mind
in the Lord
You live by the sword, you die by the sword
Mind, body, and soul, soul, mind, and body
Never sell your soul for no amount of money
Men
, boom, shock a lot
Blowing up fast as I don't mind a Pia
But it's slow burning like a gonorrhea
Crying me a river but my buck weed timbers
Nice shiver,
Affi get the bread Dog cutting up the cheese
Mommy want chicken and rice and peas
Affi get the paper by any means enemies
Want see me body in a cemetery
Now y'all fucking with the wrong mamafucker
Treat me like a don, mamafucker
And we don't live by the law, mamafucker
Even if she go away, even if
what never Change where I came
And I stay true too that
By myself got fascinated with Something they wasn't doing That
Was all me
Locked up refused
But my fire on me
So that's fine by me (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah c$hy back at it again, this really the life that I live
I'm sorry I sin
All
me
To Chow's or Phillipe's
Bitch you seen my peops
A-S-A-P bitch we deep up in these streets
Pretty nigga gold teeth and I roll too deep
If you want it
at random places like
Bitch, give it up or stand adjacent to Satan
Huh, bad man chillin', the villains is here
No Jesuses here, I hear the demons in my ear
[Chorus]
I'm blowin' good yeah I smoke it by the song,
And when them niggas call I don't pick up my phone
Niggas acting like broads make me pick
Mr. Honeywell, my father has the craziest phobia about me eating their clients
Oh, I knew it
It'll be a homicide
Betty, call up the deluxe catering
the passenger door
And I rolled through the gravel and glass on the road
Start to hike up the ten at a rest stop alone
Is a brown station wagon and a family
Didn't have a bed nigga
I used to wake up on the floor
Niggas capping on the high
I can't stand that shit no more
Polarized by the sun,
Not an ounce
we're chopped liver
Youtube take away all my dang videos
But it's okay cause they get reloaded
By twelve year olds i'm only gonna make fun
Of many more
The takeover
Can't nobody control us
Way too possesive
I never could give my soul up
My way to progression was different
They didn't get it
I'm way
did all the work go?
To Bring it up? Gotta spend a couple racks more
Fuck it
I can see where were at so ima have to cut it
Physically short but
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