Lyrics:
man[00:21.16]Shout out to all the mandem, let me talk my shit[00:23.94]I thought I would have had it figured out by 26[00:26.68]I got humbled and I'm here tryna
with a fist, not a knife, not a gun boy[01:01.46]You're a fraud, you're a lie, you're a bum boy[01:03.53]I can never be a simp[01:05.21]But when I give
can't pay for no nails[01:21.24]Cant pay for no lashes[01:21.90]I'm throwin' these ones, they shakin they asses[01:23.42]Get these bows by the ton, roll
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I showed him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it
A hour just
Let's go
I go by "Weezy, the Don"
Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezin' the arm
And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get
21 guns for the fallen respect
Think I'm possessed, becoming obsessed
Imma keep running and coming correct
Jungle juice and a splif or two
Pocket
on. Reaching for your Hammer, My nigga you ain't tucking none, pulled up on you... He end up Dying by His Own Gun. Danger!!! Don't get consumed by your
the chest with the choppa
And ya boo in the leg
Still reppin' A town nigga
Center Hill what's up
Zone 1 Bank head nigga
Tote a gun and you better vest up
You
is in my soul, and so are you
Love won, I give you my gun
I'm riding with you baby, in it for the long run
Love won, I give you my gun
I'm living
gone do the day that they come for me
Is you gone load up and bust your gun for me
Or is you gone send pictures and JPays to comfort me
To the niggas
out
First born to my momma
I come from the place where you're promised
To die before your 21st
You'll be surprised what's underneath the earth
everybody fucked up
I can't imagine no less
But it don't take imagination
To know niggas been bless with
Hip-Hop
Before we go
Can you imagine?
Picture years,
can you imagine?
Picture years with your mom, can you imagine?
Paint a picture in the sky, can you imagine?
Call emergency, I've been dreamin' all my
a thugster nigga
But still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A nigga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me
Or one of my niggas
'em now, down to your bitch
Nigga you sick, fronting like you tougher than what you are
'Til the gun is coming through the driver's side of your car
my G.U.N Gotta keep blicky
Nggaz P.U.S.S.Y Fuck the other side They gon D.I.E
And in M I S S I S S I P P I We done did our thing
Ima savage 21
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,
Yuh, aye. Nah
Hahahaha, yo. Yuh, aye, yuh. What
Yuh, Yuh (Aye, nah)
I got a gun in the bag
Poppin' again, and again, and again
And, you bitch, you
the gun in his hand
Pointed at the old man's head, makin' demands
I looked out the lobby door, saw the same police man
Drove by, it was no surprise, I said
war, war
A coward dies a thousand deaths, a real nigga dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top coupe
I know a lot of niggas gon'
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
low, hang tight, under count, overrun
COVID 19, 20, 21
6 feet separate mother and son
Breakdown, masked up, gloves and a gun
Lay low, hang tight, under
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