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Ima Just Do It

KB

Tomorrow We Live

2015

it (let me get some more vocals, yo) (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Turn me up though, I'ma just do it (woo, woo, woo, woo)

See the pretty young girl

and israel is his wife
Love you yes my god with all my
Heart my soul and my might
When i feel you by my side
Yes i'm flying like a kite
I feel you by my side

as that side
Cases that could have brought me money
By some kind of incomprehensible force for me collapsed
All the savings, everything was gone
And I again

to question how imma survive oh God
Too young to be the one to provide
For daddy and mum sis future kids and wife
A brother too young to play around with

day, I'm zooted, I'm geeked up for life
Married to the money, had a wedding Put a ring on it, fuck it, that's my wife
All of them lames be talkin'

Took her to eat now she giving it up
I need me like different whips I pick and I choose
A young nigga switching it up
Ima stick by my words ain't

and the riches dat it brang... living by the book get you slain like in da book... Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks... dats how it go down Kenna bruh

Yah
Kuvie
Aha
The Untouchable
(Now! Ha!)
(Untouchable Music)
I wanna marry you (say I do)
Want you to be my wife (say I do) If you
feel

Yah
Kuvie
Aha
The Untouchable
(Now! Ha!)
(Untouchable Music)
I wanna marry you (say I do)
'Want you to be my wife (say I do)
If you feel

trippin', I got this 187 Proof by my side
It's finna be on

Is that right?

Yeah

But where you stayin at, man, what's goin' on?

Same mothafuckin'

telling where this goes
Put you onto something more
But I guess you heard all that before
You could grab the wheel but ride it slow
Time is money but I got

Ye here we go
I started cs at ten years old, my pc was shitty and fps low
It was year ninetyeight and my mommy said
You're too young, you can't play

Who put you on ice (woo)
I did it by mistake, it wasn't on purpose
End up fucking your wife (whoa, whoa)
She was choosing up and it was on sight
Had

the Lies
Cuz shorty gon see im the man now 
I bet it caught her by surprise
Im a young thief in the night
Stack up my money it pile to the sky
I left these

Learned to never cuff a bitch
I'm way to young for a wife

Way to young for ya
Way too young too get knifed
Kick it with the day ones
Make some noise

Pull up in a six by six
Yea we got got plenty sticks
Pull up with a iron on me
Bad bitch
Diamonds
Money
Salads
I ain't kill in a while
Pistol grip by

is doing well 
Young lawyer, his made it 
Got a house, got a car 
His made it 
There is a question, everybody is asking 
Why is a wife still missing?

mint-condition, be careful
Try not to scratch it (yeah)
Well aware of my surroundings
Know I'm tuggin' on the metal
On, my young buls thuggin' on another level

God I'm a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but

Ima young nigga 
Gettin' this money juh like the old folk
Nigga outchea here looking at me
Juh like a sale dope
Money keep on coming on in
That

money run for bucks
Want no wife I can't get stuck you talk too much but you won't touch
Like I'm gon skate don't need no trucks I had dat first she make

a get money nigga, real money go getter
Certified young gangster, I don't fuck around with these Niggas
I stay away from you haters, stick to stacking

Candy was her name
Motherless, quiet
She was young and misguided
Men lusting in private
Get drunk and get high
She influenced
By the culture
Vultures

over money and you're all broke
Outside your endz theres a life that better
Outside your endz theres a life that real
With a job and a wife, that's