Lyrics:
single
I wanna get used to you
You told me live my life it's all you
But you could still hit me and fall thru
Just hit the beeper
Hit me on my beeper if
To a funky beat to make you have a ball and
Jump, make you move your rump on the floor and like pump
C'mon don't be a chump, I see four and maybe five
at your throat like a cough
Ever since live your truth came out, I keep dropping hit after hit man I been popping off
I had a lot on my mental and too much
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
nigga gone go for sure
I don't trust dese whores
Dey cheat on most ah Dey niggas 4 sure
Go getchu sum money starting drama
U niggas be bored
Live by da
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
I really don't know how to put into words, um
Be able to this and be able to make music and
This is the end of album number five and
Fifteen years
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One
started
Dropped 2 albums sounded so apart and
Y’all still in the same spot, sound the same as we all did, yeah
Don’t compare to me these others
We are not
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album
of true felons (uh-huh)
And tell me you won't ball every chance you get (watch me)
At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don't it?
of true felons (uh-huh)
And tell me you won't ball every chance you get (watch me)
At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don't it?
talk it 'cause I live it
('Cause I live it)
I don't really talk it 'cause I live it
('Cause I live it, nigga)
You know that I got it 'cause I spend it
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
people don't know me
So don't show me love
No song, no album, no video, none the above
You say you listened to the single
And the album was dope
Will all
do not hot, box
When I be rapping and dropping them hits then I promise I'm leaving you jaw, dropped
Don't got a drop, top
I don't got a rock, watch
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
earth might be laced
It hit like shotgun to the face
So high I'm gone without a trace
SOS I'm stuck in outer space
Yeah you don't know no one like me
album ‘Joanne’
Is number 8 in United States thank you!:)
And I just want to take a
Take a little poll here don’t
Worry about it, it’s not gonna offend
a hater I could tell by what you post
Getting to the money I don't really mean to boast
Chilling with the homies and we gonna make a toast
I'm a living
the street and we totin
I hit your bitch with the dick, now she say that she bloated
Since I dropped the album, I gotta carry my gun loaded
Remember, back up
Think about it
And if you can't live without it
Don't let it go
Take it home and build bricks around it
Just try set it in stone
Then stick around it
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