Lyrics:
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like
by myself
You can live to tell the story I won't live to tell, yeah
Acting like I'm fine I know I'm not okay
With you inside my mind All these blue
different when written
And sang by us
The world turns forward when
Your on the stream
He's on the front porch when you go to leave
The girl's paint there
Can't be with the one you love, then love the one you're with
Spliff in the ashtray, red stripe, I pull the lid
Her touch tickles, especially when
Can't you tell by the look in these eyes of mine?
Can't you feel sweet warmth when your hand touches mine?
And then you kiss my lips; you can find
Martin's payin' dues
He's got them goin' nowhere blues
On the other side it's a free ride
You've got money you can burn
When the ground shakes and the earth
an angel sent for me
Or maybe my struggle was orchestrated like a symphony
Righteous son
You live by the gun
You die by the bullet
You feel the heat when
to a dress
Gotta dress to impress though
Gotta stay clean, plus mami in the next row
She with me, what you expect? I live to be fly to death
It's
to a dress
Gotta dress to impress though
Gotta stay clean, plus mami in the next row
She with me, what you expect? I live to be fly to death
It's
leave them grounded, time to let your dreams take flight
Through the atmosphere, gravity can't hold you down
You'll create a sonic boom, when you're in
feelin ya, but at I gotta keep it real with ya
Only when you got dough, niggas wanna be with ya
They feel ya out, find out about your whereabouts
Best
Living the good life
Early retirement
But something's wrong, something follows me around yeah
Blue waffles
How do you call a bitch by her first name when
bet it's knowledge on my hip.
Get it how you live.
Blue beanie ain't no Crip.
Skyrep, Startribe what it is.
Joe Law:
Yawl some fucking hoes.
Watch
to get by
We living in the matrix, red pill, blue pill a bunch of fake shit
Why we so complacent, lives so adjacent
Empire is makeshift, but B is up
at yo ass
Never forget what you did
Leave it in the past
Leave it in the past
Not the way to live
This is not the way to live
I'm still mad at yo ass
from foe
And what do you know
By the time morning comes I can see the light
And then I'm thanking god once again for making everything all right
a threat
FED's watching, so we ain't really into that
That's your life, you gotta live with that
When the hate don't work they start telling lies
That's
then your head I'm bustin'
That's if you cheat, or you leave a nigga stuck with nothin'
Eventually you'll see, and understand me
So when I'm through
hair and you, you feed my horses, you
You leave your shoes and you make your excuses
And go and you go and you make me thirst for you
And when I
anyway, what can I say?
Oh by the way, it's anybody 'kay?
So when you in LA, or nigga round my way
Give me a holler on the 310 or 213, yeah
Acres, can you compensate our fear? Genetic PTSD, leave a dollar for every tear
Pockets never empty, fear turns to anger Anger turns to rage, all this pain
the best I could
Sometimes I guess my best ain't good, enough
Cause when it's over, said shit done
You sittin' by yourself mixed up
But I tried, I tried
Do you remember, days gone by?
When it was you and me, by this tree
Under a clear blue sky?
Do you remember, all those times?
When we sat, laughing,
did it again
I'm a Beast when I speak i got blue fur
Brink rhyming this way
It's best to just U Turn
I'm making up new words
I Stimulize, ladies rip
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