Lyrics:
chase loot
In hopes to fill a void of fulfillment, the illness
That fills us can often be healed by stillness
In the presence of the one who focuses
Stuck up in my ways i know my ways be crooked
Nigga probably stole from me he can't say he took it
I can tell she want to fuck just by the way she
around, probably out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check, check out my melody"
I wanna live good, so, shit, I sell dope
For
On the horizon
By the water tower near the rafter and the clatter
Where bottles would be inches of my life
The troubadour sits alone and changes with the seasons
"id "ttention, dusting off "n Artif"cts CD,
Art of r"p from R"kim w"s supreme,
P"rents seen "nd were worried Iʼd be e"ten by the streets,
On the wrong side
Barbies I flatter
No I don't speak on no matter
Hearts I shatter
I'll turn his main boy cadaver
Woosh palaver
Trying to make p by the hour
Your Mrs,
in case they bring force
No Buu I can't be absorbed
I'm only with pushing shit forward
On one chord
I'm only trying to live don't make me destroy
I'm
Written by: James Ray, Montay Shine, Meni Ru
The fast life The fast life
It's the way that we live The fast life
Fast life fast ho's fast cars
when he fold on 'palo creed
I'ma certified G Waka Flocka too street
You can call me concrete, raised by grocery
I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
Silkk, Slim, P
It's like, we out the game
(What's up Soulja Slim?)
Keep from callin' us
It's like we're never gonna be
(Master P in there, boy)
it’s was poured Goldie locks bitch don’t you dig in my porage
live by my gun still die my Sword channel on feet cost a Duce four
I got it for me
they want to freak (3x)
Bitches say we hiside cause we pass by
(Bun B)
Sometimes there be a lot of shit I want to do
But won't do, if I gotta
you get with this, then please step to this
And if you say yes, sign the P.O.D. checklist
This is a spiritual war, we take no prisoners
Live a life
Blizzy gang
Long live blizzy baby
Big trap
Yeah yeah
Lets go lets go
Uh
I'm with oc we smoke out the p
Put a price on that boy we put him in a sheet
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
America, hahaha
We love you
How many people are proud to be citizens
Of this beautiful country of ours, the stripes and the stars
For the rights
the math is real
If we can't match numbers
Then you can't have the Head
Nigga In Chargе and shit
Live nigga rhymes artist
Pardon, P-dub shines rеgardless
held against me
B P I won't let the world dictate how I eat
Body Positivity I'm finna have me feast
I pick a peck of pickled peppers like my nickname
I don't wanna make a choice between love and love
But I'm not hearing a voice from above
Have we been meant to be? Think we must've
Me and you
my neck
And showed me how the easiest chords go
A year later he put in a movie of you
You sang to your guitar all by yourself
You had a very unique way
This is a tale long to live but alas so short to tell
By the wind and by time, by everything that flees
A torment of my liking, exploring extremes
Burning erbs like Jamaica
Still got 5 months on papers
Blow blunts by da flava
P.O. piss me gotta fake her
I'm So high God my neighbor
I'm So high
at that
ILY though I know she won't
Ever text it back
When the sun goes down
Tell me what you live for
Because I don't see change round here
To be honest
I
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