Lyrics:
that's really grippin'
Why you deck(?) me up actin' like like we cool if you don't feel him nigga?
Uh, I'm bringing back hip hop
Me and my nigga Drake
VA,
This life
This life ah
Person wey no get today e go get tomorrow
Tomorrow tomorrow oh oh
Never
Never never give up
Never
Never never give up so easily
pussy by the dozen, run up on me
Bitch im busting, you get chop down by k-cuttas
Shit nigga thats how we live, thugging in that boot for real, if you
the yo
I know a drought can come
I been street smart so I put me up some
You calling me twin but don't know where I'm from
Bout a new fie time to load up
to the streets (Yeah)
She belong to the streets
I can tell it by the look in your face
When I tell her that I really need you
Hoppin' out (of) the coupe with
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
like, "We goin' to London"
We used to walk inside the office give them people hell
I knew you was loyal when your partner went to jail
You never
from the slum
Never give up no matter what, strictly fiyah burn
Hail Rasta, take us from the slum
Never give up matter what
King Selassie I blessing
Tryin' never to look back because the light always green
It's safe to say I lost my way, but I never lost the lead
And if you out there in the streets
To give it to you plain and simple, 'cause you know it's played
Holla at 'em Doggy Dogg, go and do that thang (go ahead)
OK son, I'll tell ya like my
And the OG‘s ain’t respected by these new niggas
Will beat you like your daddy make you piss your new denim
Ain’t never learn how to fight so they keep a tool
all here, you hold my dick while he suckin' it (woo)
Motherfucker, don't you know you'll never come near me?
Shove your head up your ass, have you
the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just like a shadow in
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
to murder me (Naw hold up man don't shoot, I live over there)
Land of the beautiful (ay, ay man what you doin)
Cursed by the hate we throw (you trippin' dawg)
(To get something you've never had, you must be willing to do something you've never done)
Cursed by the hate we throw (I'ma die by mine)
Is this
in a week
(What what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo you know a nigga that's sniffin'
That's always in the kitchen
When i wake up
I need you by my side
I need you up
I need you in my life
I’ll fill you up
With love from all the sides
I won’t give up
I’ll love you
get up under
It's evident that we living every minute for the green
You can tell me all the things you wanna tell me
Never got a doubt in mind, you be
Choppas make 'em stand down, good Lord
But you don't wanna be another nigga
Chase the figures that never really add up
White folk pass your face
Dyin'
you was never
posted up at the Suisan
Say you a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
a bubble bruv
Just give it up
You're never gonna make it son
Just get a job
I'm on my way I ain't listen to ya
This is my fait I ain't listen to ya
Wake up
it nigga, how you want it
100 chains, I'm cold blooded
Land on your head nigga, no luggage
It get hot up in the streets, we always cooking beef
Why
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