Lyrics:
a bite, and don't even taste
The California lifestyle that I live
Mack these hoes every chance I get
Like a drop SL, three times black
I'm a pimp,
go to street, cop two keys and a bird
So y'all better have what you owe me! By sundown
Or else I'ma get Mystikal, Naughty By Nature, my boys
the ground
Lookin' like some noodles
How you gon' run up on me when I got the homies
Clutchin' on that 40 while ya by ya lonely
Grippin' on a semi same time ya
Building with the billionaire big boys
Hustlers down to get it only live once
Jumped off the block onto blockchain
Coded our pain into champagne
Building
a tear drop fall on this very page
Must be the very thing that made Jesus cry
And for the little black boys that nobody cried for
Now they crying for us
If I die i'ma live for ever
I'ma live for ever
If I die I'ma live for ever
I'ma live for ever
If I die i'ma live for ever
I'ma live for ever
If I die
Runnin' through the nation without a care
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] You're fuckin' with the best of 'em, fuck the rest of 'em
Black Lives Matter
Right now ain’t nothin’ worse then yo silence (You're too quiet boy)
Speak Up and Stand With us
If you ain’t with us then you against
with some million dollar dreams
My old bitch miss the old me (huh)
Had to get it on my lonely (gang)
Keep shit so low key
Baby let me in and i go so
be your homie (Be your homie)
I rather go out and find love by my lonely (By my lonely)
I rather go out and find love by my lonely (By my lonely)
I
They sending me black roses
They don't want me to live
They sending me black roses
They don't want me here
They sending me black roses
They just want
I'm confessing to this vodka this stress will get you popped up
A walk by black pea coat the desert E spit nonstop
Cease ya'll plans I plan to live I
a black widow
I've been living out in Paris
I got a little boy and he just turned three
My words have carried me
To buying him eclairs at a boulangerie
right
Got him in the Hell hole
Livin at the speed of light
Prayin that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids meet a wife
All over a key
the brilliance of a Black American child
Endowed by the streets of the Chi proud
Known to move in silence, but can be loud
The noise of beat girls and boys
of the carousel
A black parade of circus freaks, and led by Mister Dark,
Scours every street for the boys to drag them down to hell
The boys have seen too much
By white people, and for white people. Native americans,
Blacks, and all other non-white people, were to be the
Burden bearers, for the real
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
the window
I’ll never forget
The magic lady the lady in black
She’ll never come back
Here we go again
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Yeah yeah
Come on
Here we
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
thinking of me
Living low key, Living low key
Living low key you thinking of me
I Drop eight in a fanta
I pop pills by the half full i Smoke ganja
I random
think about it nigga, life or death
Life of a cracker
I’d like to hang you by the neck
Do you wanna see the boys in jet
Or you wanna see them runway jets?
answer this too
Love's gonna get ya, you know it's true, life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act Black and live
Not to be phony
I feel a change coming don't talk homie live it
It's 'kinda strange I feel I might not live to see it
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