Lyrics:
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Maturing from a boy to man
You know my chosen plan
Is thanking you, for the love and support
Saying sorry for the pain that I caused
Thank you for all those
only mix in the west (Fools)
You're rampagin’ idiots, not a protest (Need a nap)
If 45 try to skirt the Constitution and slide (No)
Info warriors
Dont get confused in the mix up
Show less do more, now fix up
Progress, one more, don't give up
Don't let your flaws take over
Ima striker, head
to squeal, makin' sour deals
Thugs up in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle how the Bronx humble
??? devils get
by the grim reaper
To all my peoples in the man keeper
Let'cha situation be a teacher
Ain't nothin like a education
When I was locked down I
mix yea she chocolate vanilla
I need me some more gotta get it
Pour up a drink and I spill it
For niggas who ain’t get to feel it
I pull up I wreck
Even though a nigga gotta keep it real
and this what I know a nigga gotta keep it trill
I ain't frontin' a nigga gotta pay the bills
Ay, ay
Lets do this man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim,
mix the black and white, make the coffin grey
Better pray, you don't stand a chance, better run away
(Aye)
Shades on, i don't see the voiceless
My squad
they drive by you like bill board posters
When you strike out, not getting no homers
Ain't iced out but my heart feel frozen
I guess it's from da risk
never make it man to see the other side
Horrified by the aura live never compromised
Ripping it acrobat Olympian, while half of you all are limping in
to be a better man
Never did I understand what I had
My attitude mad, young and bad
Fila, Levis still sportin' the sag
Walkin' the streets,
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
with my sight like Tosin. Adolescence Job
Now he a mix of Solomon and Moses. I gave Jay the name Supreme
Cuz the elders chose us. Pray for my cousin
gets disability allowance (wha'?)
No deals after midnight
Can make five bills by one if I link him and Howard (huh?)
Has your phone ever rang all day?
Shout out OGs shout out P Skrilla with the gold teeth
Need a chinchilla we want more Gs
We ain't finna mix our sentences up with emojis
Like a big
Wishing on them stars
Man u need to chase your dreams
Swear its all about the cream
Wont let nothing in between
Go and get it with my team
Save yo
made by Bills
But You know what can you acquire?
Things you can even dream in your whole life
What richness gets is a better life
All that i want But
vision is red, the eyes are as well
We can't pay attention, we got to pay bills
It doesn't make sense if
It's not making mills
We do not take pictures,
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
man it's in my Bloodline
It's in my Bloodline
I can't help it my warrior ways
Its In my Bloodline I can feel it course through my veins.
Kana'e
I ain't the '90 through the '94 Buffallo Bills
I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't Holyfield's ear
I ain't that damn man you see standin
mo' problems - and I ain't got money to solve 'em
This is just another day in the life
Gettin' mobbed by fans - man nobody even knows who I am
This
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