Lyrics:
I don't do no late calls
FN got that switch one me
The sight that bitch was acog
Now I got them pinned on me, but this a case they can't solve
And I
Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I live
in a daze
Some kind of way I have become a slave
Yes sir Masta
No sir Masta
I work fasta, even if it means my brain being tampered with
Fuck
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
the ops, they said they looking for me
You don't got' say shit, nah (No)
Cause baby girl I don't got time for explanation
A lot of shit you said I don't need
daddy on teenage love
He got ??? to my tape by see nigga Dub
Got his dome in a hug, muffed his broad back with one hand
Tried to pop, it must've been
'd broken both my legs, where would I run to?
If there's no medication, if there were no nurses,
Wouldn't people die a lot? And who would drive the hearses?
Unanimous decision, that's the last slide I got a hittin' man lurkin', he on standby
Lapped him for the second time, ran by He said, damn, you not
shoulda known I was steady mobbin'
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')
Since one-time so hot
Got me a stash spot in my
shoulda known I was steady mobbin'
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')
Since one-time so hot
Got me a stash spot in my
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
for potholes and police
I'm reminiscing
About the time I got arrested
Lot's of aggression
Threaten to send me out to Cuba
Hm Fucking loser
Hand on his
if I can say it again ah
Better get up out of my way
Oh man I just said it again ahh
Won't catch me with no balenci's
Got a couple rings
Get me a pair
a lot of SHit to talk
Fam wasn’t fucking with us all the time
Can’t forget cause it’s fresh on my mind
No gifts it was at Christmas time
I’m all in cause
no worries no pressure
I take my life and live it day by day
I tell my dawgs stack, pray and stay up out the way
Cause when you always in the mix
a mistake (Never)
Grind time, there's never no breaks (On bro)
Watch for them niggas, they jakes (On God)
Watch for them niggas, they snakes
Got 50s and 100s,
a plate, you get a plate, I got my helpings
I know who not to ask next time I go askin' yo help bitch
I take runts to the face, give God praise and got
have a nine, when I can have a ten
Lickin up the nuts, while I'm gone holler at her friend
Bitch, ain't no time for me to teach her
Rather have
Got no time for him
Ignore him, hit the dance floor and
If he isnt playing pool
Then he's taking your stool
At the bar so he Isn't quite
As far from
sippin' potions
With a bad bitch and she quite aroused
Empty the clip
Get back to rappin' and shit
Ain't no time to relax with a bitch
Yeah, I fell out
homies and we straight
Yo, five plus seven, you plus them hips
Don't got a lot of time, tryna be up in ya mix, it go
Nine to five, or eleven to six, I
the opposition
We gon live like ain't no limits
Ain't got time for all the gimmicks
Real niggas still in existence
We finesse no counterfeitin
Bitch I'm different
niggas don't got enough courage to blow when they uppin' that pistol Rattin' ass nigga got caught by the guys, he lied bout a early dismissal
I don't even
need a bass drum to hit me like some thunder from the 603 to the Aussies down under
After this song I want you to be in pain
Like you just got shot by
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