Lyrics:
on the news
Rob a nigga for his shoes
If you live by the gun
Know that you die by the gun
Knowin yo time is gone come
Maybe ya son
Shootin ya house up for fun
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain't have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
They'll think we're crazy
But that's alright, cause we're living our own lives
I'll kick the rocks and you'll scrape my shoes
And we'll go some place new
touched and lives will be restored
But it's just that they'd expect such important news
Delivered by someone in shiny shoes
The sacred desk, the altar
have to wait for you
Another day goes by
and nothing has changed in my life
But the time flies by
and you're nowhere in sight
But now I've got a new suit
own problems that their going through
I take it day by day, it's only thing that I can do
So I live for me as you live for you
But you can't be me
dey worry me so much coz
Dis new world get one rule
And dat rule
Dey bore me pass everytin
Dey say
No shoes, no shirt, no service
We only respect
to pay and a family, I'm workin' hard
But I got a life too, so I throw on my shoes and I live it y'all
I'm fresher than a peppermint and cold
on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes
Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes
I'm down by the lakeside, thinking 'bout my baby blue
Last night
time
Get new shoes come pickin' time
Ev'ry night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days and nine
But
and
Step out my groove and let out my tools
The hammer kill, the hammer
Will make you stop
Drop and roll like you slipped
On a banana peel
Live by the code
that we had been through
All the crazy things we used to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you
Will see why these cortez shoes try n walk in these
time
(Get new shoes come pickin' time)
Every night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days of nine
But I
stance, stay down with the buzzer (wow)
Ten toes, ten toes, big shoes, new soles
Fill those, fill those, ten toes, ten toes
Love your neighbor
Unless
don’t do it for respect
They just wanna pop up everytime I’m doing good
They begging me to chill
I don’t know if I should
Live by die by
They don’t wanna
jump shot
White out one block dancing, hip-hop
Gun store, liquor store
Liquor store, gun store foot Locker, usual
New shoes, new boo shoot you
Funeral
sure you get that crib by the beach mama
Yeah mama need a new house
Baby need new shoes
Live from the gutter like
Nigga what would you do
Walking on that
would tell you to walk in 'em but you can't afford the shoes
Settle if you wanna but I gotta be G.O.A.T approved, oh
I don't really stress over
to poverty
Heart broken by the times)
And it hurts like brand new shoes
(hurts like brand new shoes
Hurts like brand new shoes)
Hurts like brand new shoes
(and
to a beginner, she need to try the winner
Vibes only, uh
Try me like new shoes, try me like new clothes
A color you never wore
Try me like vegan food, I'll
Yeah brand new brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Sorry bitch i gotta keep on stand by mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got
to my head!
Your kisses hold me hostage
And I don't wanna stop it
'Cause I only wanna give it to you
And I want you more than a new pair of shoes
I only
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz
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