Lyrics:
it again
Shit, why not, blow your brain out, I'm blowin' mine out
Fuck it, you only live once, you might as well die now!
A thug's what I want
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
Don't need your money, fame, or fortune
We know just what we like
And we could cruise through the city in my rocket tonight
We are the monsters causing
niggas through extortion
And when I busted it down they ain't come back with they portion
Niggas trieda play games like this wheel of fortune
Til I came
and the fortune you bit the morsel and forfeit your only calling
It's causing a view distorted
Applauds and reap your rewards
It'll cost you a kingdom fortune
We're
But I mix it up with soul and pour it through my talent
Life for me is like a Frank Sinatra big band ballad
You know, brim tilted, black n white,
by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If it don't move your feet
Then, I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Way like them
working daily got them watching me
MGB forever even when they do not fuq wit me
Lucky life done shown me ways that I can make it thru
Keep my fire on me
In the circle of life, it's the wheel of fortune
It's the leap of faith, it's the band of hope
Till we find our place on the path unwinding
In
on the air
And people everywhere can join the big affair
No particular age
It'll make front page
It's Roxanne Shanté
And I'm live on stage
Live
it
Abandoned earth, that we now crave
Is many leagues from safe
Holding on for our dear lives
And we're praying once again
Rotten luck or just
it
Abandoned earth, that we now crave
Is many leagues from safe
Holding on for our dear lives
And we're praying once again
Rotten luck or just
had the strength they'd need
(To get through stormy weather)
Do or die, you gotta try
Isn't it a bit surprising
How one's fortunes ebb and flow
as James the King
I got a partner by my right hand
Though Savon is the hype man
But he thinks that he can do something I can't do
"What's that?" - command
it through a Struggle
Then you made it Pimpin
And the rappin
Tryna be one of the greatest living
Ya Get It
Your boy
Been buzzing
Like her toys
Ain't
To get through it all
Mama it's not all My fault
I gave it my all
Fuck it I went through enough
But that's not what you thought
Since when I knew how
fortunes on fakes
Through your eye sockets they take
Your mind so you can dream while you're awake
Addicted to the cord, you can't break free
Like batteries
enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go
And my little brother James
Thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know
Mama I want to sing but
Mama I want to trick, and
Mama I'm suckin
home and spend Christmas with my friend James
You see, my friend James he wants to marry me
He said he'd take me round the world sea by shining sea
We'd
a zip of hay, after I drop off my kids
Flippin' through the hood, seen James with his little crew
Blue rags up, in a drop top Malibu
Bloodshot eyes, I
There is a young cowboy, he lives on the range
His horse and his cattle are his only companions
He works in the saddle and sleeps in the canyons
to Xzibit, lift, build muscle I hustle
And broaden my horizons
Stay focused to the point of
The chin like Tyson
Get live like a dunk on a
Big man by Allen
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