Lyrics:
No camera, we just living in the moment, palms stay itching like a girl with a sew-in
Going in 'cause this my moment
This my moment, so I gotta take
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
i ain’t rich still out here hitting licks gotta get it how we live cold world at the end close friends will get lost in this bottle to the end and sum
was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
man
Talk that shit go walk on a hike man
Talk that shit get slept by the gang
Big Exl now remember the name
Got that fire ima take it and aim
Lyrical
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
have to be signed by a production company or be in a group? And he said, No, Asian women don't make it in America. No one buys from Asian women. This is
And when he got drunk he almost killed that house
Is this the American dream, or the American scheme?
That got me walking in these American streets?
Its
you fall then you get up
Use your mind as your weapon gotta be cleaver nigga
I want to live in this moment right here forever
Forever ever forever ever
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
in the glove, lost a finger to frostbite
Live by any cost right? They shooting cool niggas like white’ll come out like a Klondike
Colonoscopes cuz you
Imma make it big of course I'm gone get rich
And bro gone make a nigga dance just by the way he move that stick
My momma keep on screaming school I told
I’d much rather be a rapper than a YouTube artist
This life seems so much better than always being haunted
By unrealistic standards set by kids,
nigga)
(Bring it up to me)
(Uh)
Sit by myself
With this chrome
Until I roam
Wen r u coming home
A nigga kick ur door in
Screaming nigga im home
Daddies
on back seat
I'm tripping about cops she ain't give shit
Yeah on ride she go ride this dick
She can't move she never had big stick
Stand by little bitch you
facists
Mister Wilder's a myth
Mind is a gift
I mean, there was this gift
No longer ashamed of my thread count
In bed with a girl who's not ashamed
Cuz Notetakers are moneymakers
You wonderin why we rich
Cuz we not scared to take a risk
Or sit down for this
For a life what every wish
No drip if
(yeah)
Everybody lit (lit)
Looking like a whole bunch of niggas sellin' bricks
This 'bout real as it gets (ha)
It's so many guns in this bitch, it's
lost a lot Pop a bottle, fuckin' models
Yeah, I'm settin' up shop, I, I get it in Yes, I get it in
I done come into this gang, nigga, to make friends
big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my
Yea
Yea
Major
Major
May!
Hustlers don't quit
We keep going
Tried to count me out
I'm fidna go in
Trying to get rich
This my moment
Heard it was
some great names
I break change my life story narrated by Ving Rhames
In this game I seen'em stack like Wonder Bread
Drug blocks gunshots make niggas
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