Lyrics:
suffer
You so humble out in public
Computer make you tougher
I got Rosé by the bottle
Bitches by the car-load 6 or 7 new ones
I'm switching up the tomorrow
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PG nigga, aint no competing it
Peewee niggas turn ether sculptures by the evening
And even in my worst days more even than
And devious than Prometheus
Hit it with the left hand , hit it with right hand
Straight drop cooling
Left the fan by the night stand
Tryna whip me a drop
Tryna whip me a Benz
younger brothers what it is to be a man
By tearing up the party when the mic is in my hand
This is what you call a winter/spring/summer jam
Fall into
corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley
Triple the profit makin' more than I did in Cali
Breakin' off rocks like
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley
on
So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath
Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot
Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna
Tarara mmm ta tarara
Ahh eyy
Tarara mmm ta tarara
Everyman must kpai one day
Burry six feet inside kolota
Brother make you live your life
Ain't gonna
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
And then murdered
By a Brother
That she would've advocated
His life matters
Or that
A grown man
Can yank off my panties and pants
Without permission
We are
list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by
Catch a mark in the dark we gon turn em to a tally
It's a riot when we rally
Brothers dying every day taken every kind of way
You got some nerve fucking
gunning
Now that I figured it, she put the waiter on
It all came to me, in back of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on
By then the day
It's The mother fucking worm bitch peace
Can't describe a better high
Than spittin rhymes with my tribe
Cudi style, day and night
Twenty-four/seven
you've never seen Jermaine
In his white-gold chain back in the day, just give me space
Yeah
Though I might have took a Galaxy
I never had a pound
and my friends on his TV before the night is over
I saw six murders, two riots and a war
Not going to watch my friends TV, no more
No psychodrama city,
and my friends on his TV before the night is over
I saw six murders, two riots and a war
Not going to watch my friends TV, no more
No psychodrama city,
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
brother's eyes
the man in the street who's terrorized
day in day out by the civilized
because we can't admit the lies of power
Molotov's and bricks and rocks
still hear them all scream, but it’s quiet for once
A riot to stand my ground, but the silence won’t be loud
Not as long as you’re here
I’m haunted by
King Skie
Baltimore City Product
God Forgive for jacking this beat
Ya Dig
Skieeeeeee
She like we going see each other day, I'm like yea fosho
into a six by eight steel cabinet
Flippin' weights readin' ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't learnt get returned
- all except two.
It was my 14th birthday, the day that changed my life
forever. My brother Michael,
the one person who was my guiding light,
my
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