Lyrics:
some politics
Get shot by the nigga then go vote for the nigga
Nothing matters
Black lives don't matter
White lives matter
Yo life don't matter
All this
In the moonlight piano plays and we tango
In my own life I seen demons talk to angels
Get my good side life comes at every angle
Keep my faith
that girl, being broken but it's an illness
How you gonna lie about G-check? Anything to get mob ties, I'm sick of these niggas
Don't know how I'm
off the top and represent my dog
DJ Screw you know that I miss you mayn, so every chance I get I gotta mob
Never thought I'd be doing this song, but
Fear no man or no motherfucking clan, nigga
Fear no mob, fear nothing but God
Ya know, I walk through the shadows
And ride through the valley
another check
Spend it all on peace it's the mob, nigga
Few shooters and hard dealers
I spent nights thinkin' 'bout
Life with scarred killers
We all
cheeks got to clapping
She don't fuck with North guys I think this bitch from Clapham
Widda the gang its mob ties
Ova the pattern
Widda foodie bitch in
I'm soon braving dry land and typhoons
What's a cog to give is it cognitive
Is it a dog that lives out of reach from a leash
Or a mob of kids with
really care if Obama said it
Biden said it
Homosexuals go to hell Bible said it
Umm I don't need no reach record cosign
I'm in the book of life sign by
Understand that the plan that I view is crucial
Living by the knife, and my life is the usual
That's how we live, take this shank to the rib
And peace the dead
VS1s, fuck a nightlife
Got demons in my eyesight
I done seen some niggas die twice
Duckin' them people, this that mob life
Word around town, he make shit
by so called peers
Y'all have to pardon me
Graffiti beat street
Write my life for all to see
You take a bite and leave the
Rest I remind you of Lee do
Retreating from the past
It's important to remember
To fly the flag half-mast
And look away
I was taught by elders wiser
Love your neighbor, love your God
livin the ghetto life
I'm stuck with my ghetto kids, so I married a ghetto wife
I got no education, I'm workin the ghetto job
I live on the ghetto
proud to be a black man in my existence, so fuck the Klan
I ain't blinded by your jewels and your million dollar checks
I'm always ready for whatever's
to recognize the real
Then I swing it through the bay where all the homies wanna blaze
Rap life, the goin craze, smoke an ounce in two days
When phase one
on zipper
Have her ass on the track and high heels off the pizzle
Aw, need a mob figure, got richer
I'm foretellin' y'all how I live my life, nigga
I put it
mornin'
The syrup started pourin'
Coffee cups by Jackie Joyner
With Versace tile flooring
Rap game Alonz Mourning
Or maybe Martin Lawrence
Could've played
Truth hurts and lies kill well, you can try
But you just can't break my will
This moral-fiber–filled cheap, empty suit
Dons "Honor, Duty, Country"
By
to a pig, Biden
'Fore I let you get to me, get violent
Niggas let me, let me be it's common
Bmore I be mobbin' like Diamond, Crime Mob
Goin' in circles
life journey
Left Riverdale in 08, and i'm still learning
And my mob been Goodie
Food for the soul, kinda like banana pudding
Help me fight
a hot minute
It's a wonderful life, with a hell of a price to pay
Pictures speak a thousand words, developed a write away
Slick flick, snap shots, rollin'
Yo, turned Judas for the Yeezy 2's
Balmain biker suit with no bike
The Royce got no roof
Feel like I've been sellin'
Dope my whole life cELINE on my
head bussin' not even bein' dead
Murda Squad is here, you smell tha fury from tha gun smoke
Empty my weapon and then it's covered by a trench coat
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